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The opportunity chapter 2

Hey! Welcome to another chapter of heimdall being heimdall, well not really because this chapter doesn’t include him but he’ll show eventually. This chapter took a while to write because essays yadada but now I don’t have anything to do now it’s time to get the show on the road.

I hope y’all enjoy this as much as I did writing this!

Warnings: Thor being a goof, no other warnings. besides the warning of my fucked up writing (I didn't get to read over it because I was tired)

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welcomed into Odin’s lodge, you feel as if you’ll learn many things, even blacksmithing from other hand craftsmen in the lodge, and gain new friends as well, with Thor's daughter being the first. Others weren’t so welcoming, Over time the lodge became more comfortable than a prison once you got used to it. Day after day you made many things for Odin or anyone who needs them, doing this made you happy, not being bothered by Odin’s dog, heimdall. There were a few times when he watched you with those Bifrost eyes, not having any context or reason for it, just watching you. Maybe Odin sent him to do this or something else must be the reason for it.

“Oh, good morning y/n! Pleasant to see you up bright and early”

You turn your attention to the Allfather, who was adoring his cane with him. Who would’ve thought an old man would give you a jumpscare.

“Good morning, Odin” you greeted him.

His hand on his beard thinking deeply “Since you're here, I have a request for you to get something for me in a different realm” he started walking, leading the way toward his library. You didn’t mind doing a request for him since they weren’t such a big problem in your time.

“What might be the request?” You asked.

“I need you to go to the Vanaheim to get something from a dark elf there for me” he smiled, it seemed like he knew his people, probably all across the realms. Maybe it was for an item he needs “and I will send someone with you for safety” . You felt like a pretty princess who needed a knight and shiny armor to protect you while you went there.

It’s not like you couldn’t defend yourself, you weren't a damsel in distress. 

“Odin I don’t think it’s necessary, I think I’ll be fine”

“Oh nonsense, that place can be dangerous at certain times. So I will be sending thor with you” he called his name, and in seconds he was there, catching you off guard with a scare that made you jump slightly. Thor, the god of thunder, you wouldn’t say this is your first time seeing him since there were a few times he walked by in the lodge, but you were only able to get a glimpse of him. Now that you are able to get a better look at him, he’s really tall, gigantic compared to you, You opened your mouth and were interrupted a second later “yes, all father.” the god sounded like he just woke from a nap or something, his messy hair and tired like eyes.

“Good your here, please take my friend to vanaheim to malur” thor groans in response, stepping into the feathery circle, ready to go, you follow behind and stand by thor getting transported.

You’ve heard many things about this god, being the god of thunder and all, he can probably end you if he wanted to. Knowing that made you tense up a little while standing there. Once the ravens disappear you are greeted by the very nature and smell of vanaheim, this isn’t your first time being here, there were a few times your parents took you here for some friendly visits to friends or family. “Come on kid, I wanna get this over with” his voice rumbles, bringing you back to the task at hand, following behind him as he walks. This place looks almost the same as when you first came here, with poisonous things lying awake, overgrown moss, and vines.

 As you two walked he cut a few vines away and moved branches so you wouldn’t trip if you weren't paying attention, distracted by nature. “This must be your first time coming here” you looked up at him, hearing that question made you reminisce.

“No actually it's just been a long time ever since I’ve seen the beautiful scenery” you laugh slightly remembering the fond memories of childhood, he hums in response understanding what you meant. To him nature wasn't ugly, it was just nature to him, not like he hasn’t seen it before.

Feeling a tug on the back of your shirt, it was from him stopping you from moving forward. Looking ahead you could see a few daugr, roaming the area as if it belonged to them, your eyes move to the side finding thor taking out his hammer and walking forward in a few steps before blasting them away, disintegrating them in seconds. You couldn’t lie you were quite impressed by that, giving him a small clap, looking at you with a slight smile behind his beard.He motions for you to come on

“I’m glad you're enjoying the show” you sure did, witnessing Thor’s power firsthand is pretty cool. He’s a way better person than how people actually talk about him, makes you feel bad that people judge him as the drunken slob and big, scary god who means. When he isn’t truly like that from what you see. Continuing on the journey, walking towards a cave Clift you could see a ledge high up from below.

“Is that where we go-!” He caught you off guard with a grip from his hand on your shirt and him throwing his hammer into the air, following behind it while pulling you along. A loud scream left your lips as you launched into the air almost as if you were flying, as quickly as you got into the air you were back on the ground again shaking like a little twig. Hearing a throaty laugh beside you from Thor, having the time of his laugh seeing you like this. “Warn me next time!” You said, slightly laughing, you weren’t mad at him at all because the flying felt somewhat fun.

the man had a laugh alright, a laugh that felt like a friend or you two are having a good time. It felt nice, when your body stopped shaking, finally you followed him heading into a cave that was hiding behind moss, greeted by a lit fire and a homey place for someone to live.  “finally you decided to arrive, and felt like you were…oh you ain’t the old geezer, it’s been a long time thor” the tall elf remarks, wrapping the bandage around his wrist as he stood at 6ft. “want some tea, we all plenty of time on our hands”

“I'm good, malur” so that’s the elf’s name, you thought as you look between him and thor watching him puts his hand up in a gesture of not wanting any, the elf nodded at his response before looking at you.

“I'm quite alright but I am grateful for the offer” you smile softly, you wish you could sit down for tea time and have a break for once but you felt like Odin would scold you for taking so long. Malur walked over to his table, picked up a box, and presented it to thor. Takes it and puts it in his satchel, the exchange felt normal, them talking like a long-time friend you could tell the two knew each other for a is what you noticed. Enjoying this small little trip with him made you feel a bit relaxed since it was a while since you actually had time to go out somewhere besides Asgard. 

“I guess this bids our meeting, god of thunder. Let’s not keep that old geezer waiting, probably looking for two” the two laugh with each other at the joke, including yourself. You enjoyed the small convo with the dark elf, only hoping you could see them again.

The long walk back to where Odin transported you at first since there were a few times you and Thor ran into more problems, him coming unscathed but you had a little scratch nothing too much of a problem. “I’ll have sif patch that up for you, no worries” sif? Now that you remember he does have a lovely wife, she was very icy cold to you when she first saw you but she eventually warmed up to you. Becoming a great sister at heart with hard advice that helped you through tough days. Your mind was deeply elsewhere until the ravens disappeared in front of you

“You’ve returned in one piece I see, I hope this big guy didn’t give you any trouble” you shook your head no, telling him how you actually learned a thing or two from him, enjoying the journey with Thor.

Thor steps forward looking at Odin “it’s quite late all father, y/n is a bit tired so we should head off” he lightly touches your shoulder in a comforting way before walking off, Odin smiles in response letting you go off to your room to rest after a long day. Stepping out of his study, “I just saved you from a long and draining conversation with that man” Thor laughed a little, walking up the stairs to knock on his room door, it was opened by his wife, sif.

“Oh your back and you brought y/n” she smiles, glad to see.

“She just needs a little band-aid honey, and she’ll get outta yah hair” sif nods leaving the door open so you two could go in with her, she takes out a small little strip for you. She asked you to present the scratch and you did, her patching it up for you. Thanking her In appreciation before walking out of the room, telling the two goodnight. Going to your room and closing the door, relaxing after the long day. Feeling pretty happy that you gained another friend today, probably many more in the future.

If they choose to.

omg you made it to the end, tHANK YOU for reading this. i hope this Christmas you get everything on your list my friend!

(the way it took me a mintue to figure out how to tag people lmao)

@heleciacrow @sloppy-little-witch-bitch26

[fellegend]

⋆ ․˚ ✧ › @bravingskies.

                   ❝ AAAGH -- ! H--HINOKA !  ❞

FEAR RIPS THROUGH HIM LIKE A SLASH OF LIGHTNING, thunder ascending. A war is raging inside of him, muscles twitching, blood boiling -- there is nothing he could have done to prevent the events that lay stranded before his eyes. He is weak... vulnerable. He has been caught in an act of solitudinal embarrassment. With one leg up & both arms sent spiraling into the air, her mere presence would fail his balance & he’d go tumbling until his hands landed cold & hard against the rocky ground below ( sad for the flesh that is now red & swollen ). He frowns before apologizing.

                                  ❝ My--My apologies, Lady Hinoka ! 

                                            I didn’t, er-- I didn’t see you there. 

                                            Ahem. Now... how ... long were you there ?  ❞

[discoscoob]

i do find it hilarious people like find it a stretch, Loki all happy etc in few days but could say same in Dark World which is literally after the avengers too, when he all happy 5 mins when talk to thor about frigga death and acting like a clown shapeshifting into captain america etc and annoying thor about his new friends. yet saying he ooc when his doing the same with mobius it like if anything in character and literally parallels him annoying thor, i still don't buy Loki is ooc crap but kind of a reset on his character getting another redemption/loki in different timeline but always go down a redemptive route but feel this one is kind better than one in the films, loki character is shown be more genuine/vulnerable sure shown he loves his brother but feel need more than just his love for his brother/family redeems him, his coming to care for others outside his family. Mobius also seems to repeat things Coulson, Odin and Thor etc have said regards Loki wonder if always been he lacks conviction, his destined to lose because of this.

No but that is a good point. One minute we have the scene on Loki in prison and Thor asking for his help. Loki is clearly not coping very well, then it jumps to him in a new outfit, with brushed hair and a big smile on his face goofing around. Although I would be lenient and say this isn’t ooc, considering we know the guards Loki puts up and largely everything is an act to him to not seem vulnerable. Like when he was alone and cried over the destruction of Asgard when he saw the file but then when he saw Mobius and talked about it, he was smiling and making a big mess of his salad.

But there is a big difference, we all saw how Loki looked in that prison, it’s a huge jump when he is walking through the halls of the palace with Thor and joking around.

[vancilocs]

Half and half with gilly and mallory aand lyssa and izkiel?

sorry i made pancakes

1. Who wakes up first?

If they don't wake up to the same alarm, I think Mallory by just a little bit

2. Who wants to stay in bed just a little longer?

Neither really? They can return for a bit of a cuddle after a morning jog and coffee or something though

3. Who takes longer getting ready?

Probably Mallory, redrawing her eyeliner for the 17th time

4. When they can’t sleep, what do they do?

Snuggle, read, chat a little

5. Who falls asleep while watching a movie?

If Gilly has had a long day at work

6. Who falls asleep last, watching the other with a small affectionate smile?

Mallory is typically out cold within five minutes of putting her head into the pillow, free game for Gilly

7. Who comes up with the cheesy pick-up lines?

Probably Mallory

8. Who gets extremely competitive playing Mario Kart?

While Gilly is more the mediator who's used to making sure younger siblings don't cause chaos, Mallory is that younger sibling causing chaos so she can get very into it

9. Who accidentally pushes a door instead of pulling?

Mallory wants to be chivalrous but in her haste doesn't check the label

10. Who sets the other’s ringtone to something loud and obnoxious behind their back?

Neither, das rude

11. Who rearranges the bookshelf/DVD shelf in alphabetical order?

Maybe Gilly

12. Who does the hands-over-the-eyes “Guess Who” thing?

Mallory, Gilly wouldn't risk doing it to someone who knows like 5 types of self-defense

13. Who points out a dog when they see one?

Both

14. Who’s prone to road rage?

Neither, though Mallory can cuss a bit

15. Who’s prone to wearing socks indoor (or to sleep)?

Gilly gets colder much easier than Mallory does

16. Who reminds the other to put on sunscreen before going to the beach (or pool)?

Gilly, woman you are half Irish you will die

17. Who carries all the important documents while traveling?

Both can

18. Who gets the window seat?

Whoever wants it this time

19. Who puts their cold hands/feet on the other?

Neither on purpose, but if the hands need to be warmed the other is ready

20. What do they argue about the most?

If they argue about anything, I guess it's work related. More than arguing with each other it's Mallory getting heated about smth and complaining to Gilly

21. Who’s clumsier?

Both are pretty stable on their feet

22. Who texts more often?

Mallory has lots of things to say

23. Who is better with kids?

Both are good, Mallory is more fun big sister kind while Gilly is the stricter big sister type

24. Who’s the better cook?

Mallory can make healthy and balanced meals, Gilly is good with spices, they're equally as good

25. Who mistakes salt for sugar?

If Mallory is in a big hurry, she might

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26. Who puts the fork in the microwave?

Izkiel if Lyssa doesn't notice in time

27. Who cooks at 2 in the morning?

Izkiel's schedules are all over the place, he will throw a pizza bagel in there at any hour

28. Who lets the microwave play the loud beeping sound at 1 a.m.?

Also Izkiel

29. Who licks the spoon when they’re baking brownies?

Both can, usually Lyssa lets Izkiel do it if he likes

30. Who likes doing the dishes?

Neither really.

31. Who has bigger cravings? What are they?

Lyssa sticks to her diet for her health, if Izkiel has a sweet tooth then him

32. Who remembers what the other one always orders at a restaurant?

Both know what the other likes and what's good for them

33. How do they eat ice cream? What’s their favorite flavors?

Lyssa eats it sometimes, plain vanilla is best.

34. Do they go on dates? What are they like?

If they have time, sounds fun. Go out for dinner, go to a club for a moment, have some drinks but make sure to get home before Lyssa's energy runs out

35. What do they smell when they smell amortentia?

Deodorant/perfume, hand sanitizer mainly

36. Which one is the secret snuggler?

They're not secret about it, and nobody can blame Izkiel for liking snuggling Lyssa

37. Which one offers their jacket to the other when they complain they feel cold?

Lyssa, her evarian side endures cold much better so she can hand her jacket over if Izkiel complains

38. Who reaches for the other one’s hand while driving?

If anyone then Izkiel because Lyssa keeps both her hands on the wheel at all times

39. Who leaves little notes in the other one’s lunch? (Bonus: What does it say?)

Lyssa might, just small little ones like "have fun at work!" or "I love you!" with little smiley faces and kittens and hearts doodled.

40. Who is the most affectionate?

They're both sweet for each other, Lyssa might be a bit less awkward about it but they're both affectionate

41. Who is the big spoon/little spoon?

They switch

42. What is their favorite feature of their partner?

Jawline, chest, hands, eyes for Lyssa, cheeks, hair and hands for Izkiel, also her general roundness

43. What is the first thing that changes when they realize they have feelings for the other?

Lyssa just got a bit more shy and sweeter around him, asking more about his day and wanting to know more about him whenever he happened to show up at her clinic

44. What are their nicknames for each other?

General pet names, usually

45. Who worries the most? Over what?

Lyssa worries about Izkiel's wellbeing at his job, he worries about her health and how she's holding up

46. Who initiates kisses?

Could be either really

47. Who says I love you first? How did it happen?

It just came out from Lyssa when Izkiel was being a goof

48. Who tells their friends/family about their relationship first?

Lyssa's uncle Odin basically watched it develop since he also works at the clinic (and snitched to her parent immediately). They're pretty protective over her but she's also a grownup and Izkiel seems like an okay dude so... it's fine. Probably. Izkiel had to tell his folks separately, Kenzo noticed the development but he also kept forgetting about it

49. What do they do when they’re away from each other?

Their own thing, Lyssa is always busy at the clinic, at home she cleans and organizes, looks after her few plants. Izkiel tries to nurture a singular cactus and keep his living space somewhat clean when he's not at work

50. Who gets overwhelmed by small acts of kindness?

I think Izkiel might take some time to process Lyssa being sweet and cute at him

[helpwakemeup]

POV: ur master odin but angery hermod is the one teaching and xehanort is done

a.k.a. hermod being the angery big bro cause eraqus convinced everyone to draw on hermod’s self-portrait

inspo was from reading hermod’s small character introduction as it says he’s soft-spoken and gentle but if angry, everything is uh oh. 

under the cut is the portrait that hermod is holding! goofs and without goofs! i added the “who’s a smart boy,” while drawing the group drawing so uh it ain’t on the other portrait-

also im a simp for hermod, please i want to hug him 

[likesomekindofcheese]

Hii! Can I request a male marvel and harry potter (golden trio or marauders era please) ship/matchup if you’re still doing them?

I am 5’7”, cancer, Slytherin, ENTP, enneagram type 8, very thin body type (i got nothing😭) hecking pale, brown hair and red highlights, and hazel eyes that change color. My main traits are chaotic, sassy, sarcastic, dramatic, and according to people I know, mean af. I’m a straight female and a raging feminist. I am secretly touch-starved and a hopeless romantic. I am pretty social but love being alone to have time to myself for reading, writing, drawing, playing video games, and listening to music. Some of my worst traits are selfishness, stubbornness, and jealousy. Some of my good traits are my intelligence, logical thinking, creativity, and humor I guess. My strongest emotions are rage and excitement. I am Pagan/Wiccan and have an unhealthy obsession with collecting rocks and shells (and reading fanfics but let’s not worry about that🥴) I’m Moldovan and Romanian is my first language. I get like either no sleep or sleep until noon and I’m a big over-thinker and have anxiety. Believe me or not, but I can in fact see auras (if I concentrate but also sorta unfocus my eyes kinda; it’s weird) I’m a pretty chill person but if you anger or provoke me the only advice I have is to run🙂

Well that was a mess. I hope it was good enough, no rush!

Some sparkle for you✨✨✨

Oh lord!!! Let me send sparkles back!✨✨✨🥺

For Harry Potter, I can see you with Sirius Black!!

First of all, when he initially notices that you are in Slytherin and he is in Gryffindor, he is hesitant. You might be super attractive to him with your eyes with a magic of their own, your thing body that looked amazing in the robes and clothes you chose, and especially with your skin and hair, but he tried to resist it.

It was when he found you in the library listening to music somehow on a muggle device that curiosity got him.

But your chaos and sass as you got over the House rivalry deal made him fall. In one of your later years (this is a slow burn, I know), you sassed off a jerk doing something awful in the hallway. And that was the moment he decided he wanted to kiss you.

So one evening, he asked you out. And you had your first kiss as a couple on a winter’s evening, as the snow trickled down. You turned red and your breathing almost stopped. You were so unused to physical touch and you explained that to him. He understood.

Sirius would cuddle you all the time, holding your hand-just to make you smile. When you have trouble falling asleep, he will plop you on the couch and you will write and draw and cuddle until you snooze away.

When he finds out about the auras thing, he asks you about his. He then has you look at the auras for everyone else and he stands amazed. He brags about you to the Marauders and even they are shook (tm).

Plus even beyond school, both of you are the Chaotic, cute couple. You dress in silly costumes and laugh a lot. Even if you stay up late goofing off, he will still dance you around the room and kiss you like that love struck Gryffindor boy from years ago.

For Marvel, I thought of a couple guys, but my gut is telling who it should be and I trust it, for Marvel, I ship you with...

Loki Laufreyson!!! (however you spell that last name!)

hahahahha after that season finale he needs someone really nice to get with after he gets some therapy after those events hahhahahah hahahahha *distant crying* 

Anyways, but both of you sound very similar. Plenty of chaos and sass in your personalities. When he comes up with a prank, you just...roll around with it. Then you go to him (if you are a Midguardian, let’s say you hang around the Avengers somehow and get to meet him through Thor) and go “hey...can you do this?” So you wind up becoming a prank duo.

But the thing that is different is that you don’t put up with his bullshit. He got an asshole idea, and the second you found out you pulled him out of it with a tug on the ear (you’re tall for a woman, but he is still pretty big next to you) and he goes “OW, what was that for?” 

“Don’t you realize what this is doing?! Stop it, now!” you insist, and he does. Because he respects your anger and your strength.

And it struck him that he was moved. Moved by a mere mortal...and in fact, he keeps trying to be a better man, er, Frost giant/demi-god...because you make him want to be better. Cut to Thor finding a pile of self-help books on Asguard and his brother walking around with one in his nose.

But he is surprisingly sweet with your anxiety. When you have an attack when he’s around, he takes your hand and shushes you. He even uses a bit of magic to conjure something relaxing, like rain or the odd mug of tea.

Thor ships it too. So finally he sets you up by tossing his hands in the air when you are together and says “Loki, you love her, and she’s crazy about you-court already before I shove you both together, dammit!” (he was never one for subtlety) while pushing you two close as if to kiss or dance while you both blush. Publicly admitting your feelings with the god of thunder watching.

Although being a mortal dating a god had its odd challenges. Like, having him turn into a fly so your friends or family wouldn’t catch him in your room. Or dealing with Odin and Frigga at the dinner table. Both of you learned so much about the other’s lives that you could respect each other.

Plus, being a god and having access to knowledge around the world, he would be able to talk with you in Romanian. Calling you all sorts of sweet pet names like iubi or sufletel.

[yourfandomfriend]

“What If” Spoilers

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So...

1.) Big old continuity hole with Loki, one that could’ve easily been solved.

They could’ve just had Loki born giant-sized. 

Like, if all materials surrounding the character were pointing to where I think they were -- including his post-Tom retool in the comics -- Loki was abandoned by Laufey because he was born too small and Laufey was ashamed of him. Like... he did it to kill him. So while it wouldn’t have automatically made Laufey a cool dad, making Loki born big would’ve at least stopped him being infanticidal.

And if you do it that way, you don’t have to wonder why Loki grew up to be giant sized. I get the feeling this episode wasn’t super-concerned with continuity. That said...

2.) It was a really cute episode. Party!Thor was an adorable goof and I liked that the story wasn’t a real crisis of any kind. I liked the idea that having Loki for a brother taught Thor a little something about consequences in his formative years and the idea that being an only child with a throne of his own made Loki a lot less insecure (and a lot less “Wells for Boys” sensitive).

Chris and Tom did some mighty good voice work, and the gags were really fun. Also: is the episode jokingly suggesting Frigga would’ve always run off for a hen party during the Odinsleep, or did the different timeline affect her, too? Having her bounce the minute Odin was out of her hair was really fun.

I know many hard-core Thor fans don’t like this -- some don’t even understand it -- but Ragnarok was an intentional soft reboot by Marvel to fix Thor. It was a largely unpopular franchise and so they had to do something to save it from the scrap heap, or else Dark World flopping might’ve been the last word.

As a fan of all the Thor movies/appearances and a worshipper of the Aesir for almost 26 years now, I enjoyed what came before but I’m happy with the reboot. Chris and Tom are so comedically gifted, and Thor and Loki were always meant to be a hoot.

(Plus I get the feeling Chris and Tom are really keen on the new direction. Chris has been clear he’s happier with this cool new Thor, but Tom seems to really enjoy Loki’s change. The idea of his muse/troubled son/evil twin getting to be playful, have friends, and do heroism seems like it’s a big relief to him.)

[thethreemages]

W O O, so I'm back a bit from the art-grave to finally upload this piece I had completed a lil while ago... the pic in question being some slight redesign/touchups for two of my central side characters of TTM, Noira and Raider Crane~ 💙 Just to keep things a lil fresh and reflecting a bit better of their current character portrayals, so I hope you all enjoy! ^^

More info about both characters can be found below (and here on DA too)~

-Noira Crane (age 16) is Raider's younger sister, Princess Zia's best friend and currently enrolled at St. Ravilda's Mage Academy. A generally stoic and poised young lady with a rather sharp tongue than many would expect... often expressed through well-placed snark at those trying to interrupt her and Zia's "fun" (aka: sneaking around and setting up pranks around the school). When she's not busy hanging with Zia and keeping up their rather limited cheer squad these days, Noira could often be seen competing heavily for maintaining her place up above the top ranked students (of which a certain white-haired prince keeps trying to secure that spot for himself). Underneath her "well-to-do" exterior, however... lies a deep-down insecure girl who often feels pressured to bottle up her feelings, especially with the amount of pressure her parents (Lachlan & Vinia) put on both her and her brother Raider growing up. Combined with the strain put on from Raider's falling out with their parents a few years back... it's left Noira rather scared to delve too much into her own natural Water Mage abilities for fear she can't measure up (even with her folks trying their best to "dial back" for her sake, since she's their only remaining child living with them now). The few things in life that can truly bring a sense of peace and smiles to her face are Zia's company, the success of beating her rivals, and the never-ending bond she and Raider share between eachother... no matter the distance, no matter what.  (Fun Facts about Noira): -She's usually never seen walking around without her beloved dog companion, "Misty Belle" (courtesy to my pal @littlechaoticwitch for helping to come up with the name :3 ). The fluffy pup given to her as a gift from her folks a few years back, Misty is quite a sweet lil lady for most who are allowed to be near her. Always eager to follow her mistress around faithfully, snuggling and goofing around the room when left idle, and occasionally chewing at the ankles of those who try to mess with Noira (like, again, a certain white-paired prince who never ceases to push his luck lol).  -She was named after one of the earlier Crane family ancestors, "Noira the Victress". Said to have been quite a powerful blood pirate, the present-day Noira Crane has... always been a bit unsure of how to feel about her namesake, despite her father and some other distant relatives seeming rather proud of it. She's still a lil curious to try and research more about her ancestor though, given how popular she was as a subject for numerous campfire stories.  -Noira has been diagnosed as nearsighted from the time she was in elementary school, and thus is never seen without her favorite pair of horn-rimmed glasses (an aesthetic picked up from her favorite aunt, Freya).  -While her parents have officially stated for Noira to be the heir to their Crane Corp Industries business, Noira is still conflicted in herself of what she wants to do in life by the time she graduates. Whether it'd be to try out being a traveling Mage, or join more of Zia's royal court down in Asteria... its hard for her to decide atm.  -Being born a rather tiny and frail baby, Noira was always watched like a hawk by the family-hired medical professionals to keep her safe and protected. She's required to carry a couple EpiPens with her on the day-to-day with how many allergies she has, and Zia always tries to remember to keep a nice lil bag of snacks with her too in case her friend's blood sugar dips too low (as does Raider when he and Noira get to hang out on their own).  ============= -Raider Crane (age 21) is Noira's older brother, one of Kain's old school friends and currently making it big as an extreme stunt performer/traveling Electric mage. A bright, cheerful and fun-loving young man who lives to make others smile... whether it'd be for his own friend group or the crowds of audiences who clamor to come see his shows. Yet even with so much going well for him now... it wasn't always the easiest for him growing up before. Living under the roof of his folks who

always kept a tight grip

on him being "the best" (especially by his father), and even facing it worse with some bullying by Kaz's crew at school... it left Raider pretty timid and reclusive for the longest time. Only once others like Kain, Lyra, Briar and a few others taking the time to approach him did his true loveable goofball nature started to sprout for good... but at the same time, something just felt "missing" within Raider that didn't really sit right with him. Knowing how much of a rut he'd be bound to stay in if he kept up things how they were now... he decided by his last few years of Ravilda's to "change" himself for the better. From getting a new "bolder" punk look, working out and bulking over the summer, and taking some social sessions with fellow popular girl Dyani to gain some confidence in himself... Raider returned to the halls of the academy with a brighter, more-outgoing outlook on life now. He started gaining popularity left and right, taught Kaz's crew a thing or two when they tried one last chance to mess with him, and by graduation he was already on his way to make it big after getting signed on by an aspiring tv crew. All was going fine for once... yet back at home, things escalated between his parents (who still didn't seem understanding of Raider's personal dreams over their family business) to where Raider just... couldn't take it anymore. Many words were exchanged that night that prompted the young man to up and leave the family home for good... and never turning back except to now and then check up on his baby sister Noira. As the few years passed up until now, things are still going good for Raider in terms of his work and bond with Noira... though things remain relatively strained and awkward in regards to him and his parents. Whether things will ever truly improve or not with them is unclear as of now... but for the time being, Raider is at least content with himself on being able to finally shape his life the way it should be; fun, free, and fulfilling in its own way~.  (Fun Facts about Raider): -Back at his own personal trailer, Raider has a trio of cats he adopted awhile back named "Sprocket", "Buzz", and "Zipps". Having always been a strong cat person since he was a boy (but never getting the chance to own one growing up, given his mom's allergy to them), it was a big dream of Raider's to get his own feline companion by the time he moved out of the house. He went to the shelter to find three kitten siblings who were tossed aside and overlooked among some other animals... and being the big sweetie as he was, Raider was all too eager to scoop them up to adopt them all together. They're quite a funny bunch who tend to get into some trouble if left unsupervised, but are very much loyal to Raider either way with how often they'll form some "snuggle piles" with him once he's off-of-work.  -Raider gained his name from his paternal great-grandfather, Raider "The Swiftest" Crane. Originally was going to be named "Odin" (after Lachlan's own father, as was the old man's request many years ago)... but due to a falling out between the two not long before his son's birth, Lachlan decided against that and gave his boy "an even prouder name" to look up to instead. As for the present-day Raider himself, he's always been curious to know more about his great-grandfather given some accounts about him being a "commander of the skies" (via-riding dragons).  -From birth, Raider has carried an eye condition known as "Anisocoria"... in which one of his pupils is permanently smaller than the other eye and thus leaving him with some partially-blurred vision. For certain shows of his that take place in some heavy-weather conditions, Raider is required to wear some specialized goggles to help him see through his performance.  -His current neon/cyan blue hair isn't his natural haircolor, as Raider was actually born with darker/blackish-blue hair instead. Used to grow it out pretty shaggy and long up until his teens (in where he often hid his face behind his locks at times when he was down on himself)... but by the time his last

few highschool years rolled around, he cut most of it off and styled it to the look its at now as a nice change of pace. Got quite a few compliments on it's initial debut, so Raider has long since kept it around as his own lil "brand".  -As most of his friends have all long since went their separate ways after Ravilda's, Raider is the main one who likes to keep arranging for them to meet up on the few downtimes they're able to take off from their schedules. Often likes to greet any of his buddies with the biggest, crushing hugs imaginable (being lowkey touch-starved as he is)... and while not always the most logical thinker in terms of planning, he's the main heart to keep the group afloat in times they start bickering or feeling lost with one another.

[rael-rider]

I read Daniel Warren Johnson’s Beta Ray Bill #1 and for the most part it was good. I liked that DWJ fixed that continuity error in Cates’ Thor regarding Bill. As always I love DWJ’s art and the fact that even if it's very distinctive to Walt Simonson’s it still has that feel similar to Simonson’s (the epicness, the big giant creative comic sound effects). I like that this is touching on Bill’s past. Fing Fang Foom was a nice touch although the Horse jokes got tiresome (and another fricking King in Black crossover).

The rest I’m kind of iffy about but it’s not entirely a deal breaker.

Like Bill being jealous of Thor because of how he’s in his shadow and how Thor gets all the glory while Bill does all the work doesn’t really feel like something Bill would think about Thor. I mean Bill came in and beat the crap out of Thor the first time they met, he was worthy of Mjolnir, and he even won against Thor in a contest to see who was worthy of Mjolnir. The whole reason he got Stormbreaker was so he wouldn’t take Mjolnir from Thor.

Most of the Aaron arc Bill gets to see Thor at his lowest, without being worthy of Mjolnir and not even being able to use his own name. Bill even offers Stormbreaker to Thor but Thor refuses because he knows how important Stormbreaker is to him. Also the Asgardians always recognized Bill for his valor and Odin told Bill that he saw him as a son. Hell, I think even Thor left Bill in charge of Asgard at one point in what was basically the All-Father position.

The only way I can make sense of Bill being like this is him feeling insecure about not having Stormbreaker anymore and all the crap Cates has put him through probably has him depressed. The way Thor has been behaving towards him doesn’t help either.

Now lets talk about Sif and Bill.

I always loved Sif and Bill’s relationship, at the time Thor was being messed with by Amora’s sister Lorelei and him and Sif were on the outs. In comes Bill and he reminds Sif of all of Thor’s good qualities. Bill tells Sif of his woes about how he lost his humanity and doesn’t think he will ever go back home even after saving his people because he feels like a monster. Sif reaches for his hand but Bill takes it away. But at this point she’s already taking a liking to him and this is before she knows he can turn into a regular Korbinite.

Throughout the Walt Simonson run there was a lot of heavily implied stuff between her and Bill. Mostly both of them waxing poetic at each other and having romantic drama. You never see them kiss, but you see them hug and touch and hold hands. They spend a lot of time together.

I think it’s this moment that really drives home that Sif and Bill are a couple and their relationship is much more intimate.

During their last moments close Sif gets dramatic about having to leave him.

But yeah you cannot convince me that they didn’t have any form of intimacy.

That said Sif spends time with Bill in his modified Korbinite form and in his regular humanoid Korbinite form and she shows attraction to him in both forms.

In Kelly Sue Decconick’s Sif #1 Sif meets Bill’s then partner Ti Asha Ra and there’s awkwardness.

I think the most obvious example is in Kathryn Immonen’s Journey Into Mystery where Bill doesn’t change into his humanoid Korbinite form at all and remains in his cybernetic and enhanced form for the entire duration of that arc.

Just look at Sif during this moment

Yeah that memory probably involved something naughty.

You get the idea. She’s attracted to Bill no matter his form.

So in DWJ’s comcic we have Sif dragging Bill to a room and then this happens.

It’s not so much that Sif refused him, that’s fine, but the fact that she intended to have sex with him but only if he was in his humanoid Korbinite form. I don’t see Sif ever doing that to Bill especially knowing how self-conscious and tortured he is about his looks. He makes it clear the first time they meet.

If Sif wasn’t attracted to this Bill and only his humanoid Korbinite form then I don’t think she would ever try to take him to a room with the intention of having sex with him only in his humanoid form. I just don’t see Sif ever doing something like that to him, knowing Bill hates his monstrous form and has trouble finding acceptance in it.

But still this wasn’t the part of the story that bothered me, this was:

I really hated how Thor acted in this, specifically the “I am who I am!” answer after Bill confronted him about getting all the glory. Where did all of Thor’s humility went? It’s not like that’s a major arc for his character why Odin turned him into Donald Blake (and that’s another rant for another day, Don I mean, not the character but what they have done to him and Thor). It sucks but I haven’t really enjoyed a Thor comic since Aaron’s God Butcher arc and I miss Thor when he wasn’t portrayed as a dumb goof or an angry Viking jerk. Give me that regal Kirby and Shakespearian like poetic Thor who occasionally could be an ass but is not devoid of accepting when he was wrong and being empathic towards his friends. The Thor who recited the last rites to a Catholic Priest in the Priest’s religion. TheThor who would be terribly upset if he ever heard Bill say this to him and would want to hear his friend out and do anything to repair their relationship.

Anyway despite that stuff I am still on board for issue 2 and I will refrain from heavily judging this until I’ve read the whole thing.

[queenofallhobos]

DAISYPOOL Chapter 2: A Strange turn of events.... get it? Cause Doctor Strange is in this chapter...

            Summary: Not just backstory, now we’re finally getting into shit.

Chapter 1

    I whipped my head around so fast I got a crick in my neck, my brown eyes meeting Loki's ice blue ones breifly. Then he was surrounded by the orangy gold magic belonging to the sorcerer I was on my way to harass. Ragnarok! So it's starting now. Pulling out my phone I shot a quick text to Wade.

                [Daisy: Hey loser, gonna be home late... maybe a few days late?]

                Putting my phone in my back pocket I approached the god of thunder skipping. "Hi Thor!" I chirped, practically vibrating in my excitement.

                "I'm sorry, but I have-"

                "To go get your brother, yeah I know. Follow me, I know the way." I told him heading toward the sanctum with out looking to see if he was following.

                "How did you know I was looking for my brother?" Thor asked, wary. Smart man... a Wilson was not someone you followed blindly usually.

                "He was just standing next to you and then magicked away. I am familliar with the sorcerer that took custody of him... kinda." I explained. "I'm Daisy by the way. Big fan of yours and your brother." He looked shocked and I continued before he could respond. "Not the whole New York thing, but the... well you'll see. You mind if I tag along with you though? I've never been in the sanctum before." I asked.

                Thor opened and closed his mouth a few times, resembling a large good looking fish. "I-um... I suppose that is acceptable." He managed.

                "Excellent! I appreciate it. So I have to ask... those stories from norse mythology, how much is truth?" Thor sighed heavily his brow furrowing. "I'm guessing your friends asked already?"

                "They did. What stories are you inquiring about?" He asked warily.

                "Your dads horse, and you in the wedding dress." I asked as we turned onto Bleecker ST.

                Thor let out a bark of laughter. "Aye, the story of me wearing the dress is true. As for Sleipnir, Loki is in a sense his father, as he created him for the Allfather."

                "That is a lot less exciting than I thought it would be." Thor laughed at my disappointment. "What about the funniest inaccurate story you've been asked about?"

                He was quiet for a moment, thinking. "While it is most amusing, I would say the story of my brother and the goat." He finally chuckled.

                It took a moment for it to click but when it did I doubled over in laughter. "Please tell me he's aware of this story!" I gasped once I'd mostly reigned myself in.

                "He is not." Thor said, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

                "You sure Loki is the god of mischief?" I asked leading the way up the steps to the sanctum.

                Thor laughed but didn't say anything, just pulled the paper with the address out to double check we were in the right place. Rolling my eyes I raised my fist to knock only to suddenly be upstairs with a shocked Thor. "Thor Odinson." Dr. Strange boomed from behind us and I turned to see him hovering down the stairs toward us.

                "Is this the wizard who took my brother?" Thor muttered to me, holding up Mjolnir the umbrella defensively.

                "God of thunder." Stephen continued.

                "Sorcerer, but yup." I said brightly, waving at the confused man.

                "You can put down the umbrella." He finished, finally turning his attention to me. "Who are you?" I couldn't tell if he was angrier at my being there at all or that he didn't know who I was.   

                "She is with me." Thor announced subtly placing himself between Stephen and I. Man... god, whatever, doesn't even know me but is willing to put himself in danger to keep me safe. The poor stupid goof. "Who are you? And what have you done with my brother?"

                "My name is Doctor Stephen Strange, I have a few questions for you." In the blink of an eye we were in a different room, sat in high-backed chairs. "And apparently a few for you as well." He added quirking an eyebrow at me.

                "Can I have a Dr. Pepper? Thor will have beer please." I asked before he could offer the tea like he had in the movie. Yet another blink and Thor held a large beer stein and I had a large bottle of Dr. Pepper that I opened with out hesitation and took a large pull from.

                Doctor Strange shook off his annoyance/bafflement then got down to business. "So," He said turning to Thor. "I keep a watch list of individuals and beings from other realms that may be a threat to this world. Your adopted brother Loki is one of these beings."

                "He's a worthy inclusion." Thor said as I grumbled, "The adopted part is unnecessary." into my drink.

                "Then why bring him here?" I was now being ignored by the sorcerer. Rude.

                I zoned out, instead taking in details of the room while the two men unknowingly read from a script someone had written for them. I got to my feet to check out the decorations but had barely made it halfway across the room when we were transported into a library. In my surprise I dropped my bottle which rolled under a nearby table. "Fuck me." I growled getting to my knees and going after it and when I stood back up I was alone. "Snooping time." I grinned to myself immediately walking out of the room in search of the artifacts.

                I'd barely made it halfway down the hall before I was transported and collided with Thor's chest. Wide eyed, I turned around slowly, seeing a confused Loki and next to Stephen was a portal to Norway. "You can handle them from here." Stephen said shaking hands with Thor.

                "Thank you very much for your help."

                "Handle me? Who are you?" Loki yelled summoning two daggers while Thor rumbled a warning. "You think you're some kind of sorcerer? Don't think for one minute, you second rate-"

                "Bye bye." Stephen said making a sweeping motion with his hands, the portal moving forward and swallowing the three of us. Poor guy, he looked stressed... maybe I should order him some pizza.

                I pulled my phone out to do just that, forgetting that I was now out of country. I pocketed my phone with a sigh and turned to watch the touching moment between Allfather and sons. Seeing Odin turn into what was basically sunlight was jaw dropping and I was so transfixed I didn't realize the brothers had started arguing and a dark cloud was gathering behind me until Thor spoke.

Chapter 3

I know I said Fridays would be the day I’d post the next chapters... but I really wanted to get into the actual story. So chapter 2 is early and you’ll get chapter 3 on Friday! So have a good week and behave yourselves, don’t do anything Wade and Daisy wouldn’t do ;)

@evening-starlight

[thorne93]

Unforeseen Chasm (Part 67)

Prompt: Two sisters fall for men that are absolute enemies. The love they have could tear all of them apart, or it could bring them together.

Word Count:4131

Warnings: Language, endgame plot, character death Song for this part: Memories- Maroon 5 Note: This is by far the longest thing I’ve ever written (including my novels). It’s a collaboration with the amazing @mrs-dragneel-stark-solo​​. It started as a funny “What if…?” and it evolved and got huge. This took two years to write. We are both proud and happy and we hope you enjoy it. It follows from Thor 1 to Endgame in the MCU. Some of the timelines may be off in order to fit certain people, and some characters may show up earlier or in different ways than they have in the movie. But for the most part, it follows the MCU. It also has a bit of crossover with some other Marvel characters throughout the story.

Masterlist for Unforeseen Chasm

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The time had finally come. The time and places were gathered. Everyone knew their mission. Shannon would be staying behind since she was pregnant. Remy stayed behind as well, as there wasn’t much he needed to do.

You, Steve, Tony, Bruce, and Scott would return to New York in 2012. The rest had their various locations to head to, and you all started your way towards the platform. 

Your heart was racing. This was it. You’d finally get Loki back. You’d finally see him again. This was happening, it was very real. 

Shannon had gotten to the group a little behind but she wanted to make sure that they would be safe. She had pulled both of her men aside and told them she loved them and to watch each other’s back after that she pulled you aside and asked you to make sure those two goofs would be okay and that you needed to be safe too.

After everyone promised her they’d be safe, Steve began an inspired speech. 

“Five years ago, we lost. All of us. We lost friends... We lost our family... We lost a part of ourselves. Today, we have a chance to take it all back. You know your teams, you know your missions. Get the stones, get them back. One round trip each. No mistakes. No do-overs. Most of us are going somewhere we know. But it doesn't mean we should know what to expect. Be careful. Look out for each other. This is the fight of our lives. And we're gonna win. Whatever it takes. Good luck.” 

Everyone synced their time machine watches, and you all zapped off to your designated time. In a few seconds, you were in New York, with all of the Chitauri flying, causing destruction. All three men turned to you and gave you a look, to which you gave a sympathetic, humor filled smile. 

“Sorry,” you sheepishly said. 

“All right, we all have our assignments. Two Stones uptown, one Stone, down. Stay low. Keep an eye on the clock,” Steve reminded. 

With that, Bruce set off towards Bleeker street, and the rest of you headed towards the tower. 

Steve had to take the civilians entrance, but you and Tony flew up several stories, until you were at the same story as the Avengers from 2012, with all their weapons aimed at Loki and you.

Loki… 

Your heart stopped at the sight of him. How did he somehow look better than you remembered? Even bruised, and brainwashed, he was still more handsome than you remembered. 

You knew this would happen. You knew you’d see him. You’d already seen him once in the past but now… again? You had more time now. 

Past-Shannon had just walked in, eyeing the two of you in the past. 

Good lord, you’d forgotten what you’d done to her. She was a bloody mess, her hair disarrayed, her cheeks still red from crying. She thought she’d lost Tony, and she thought she’d lost you as a friend. You weren’t looking too hot yourself. Your clothing was torn, tattered, your breathing labored as your hair stuck out in all directions. 

You and Tony stayed in the shadows, watching it unfold. You kept your emotions in check. The tears weren’t coming. Somehow, you knew, your mind overrode your heart. This was your one chance to get Loki back, and you couldn’t blow it, no matter what was happening. 

Tony suddenly said, “Uh, Mr. Rogers. I almost forgot that that suit did nothing for your ass.”

You rolled your eyes. “Really, Tony? We’re gonna talk about Steve’s--”

“No one asked you to look, Tony,” Steve retorted. 

“I think you look great, Cap. As far as I'm concerned, that's America's ass,” Scott said proudly, saluting.

“Can we focus up here?” you stressed to the team. 

For the next few moments, Scott and Tony were talking about Hydra and you were watching everything unfold. Past-you and Loki were put in handcuffs before Past-Steve said, “On my way down to coordinate search and rescue.”

To which, Loki transfigured like Steve to mock him before returning to his normal form and saying, “I mean, honestly! How do you think you'll be--”

Thor slapped the human muzzle on him and said, “Shut up.”

A big part of you wanted to laugh at his antics, you missed them so much. But you didn’t miss this version of you. This version was dark, scary, unstable, and selfish. 

You weren’t sure you were much better now, but at least you were a tiny bit more stable. 

Tony informed Scott it was his time to shine, and he shot him over to the Tesseract, where he landed on it. You glanced at Tony and nodded before he fell out of the window and hit his nanotech suit. You followed behind him, using your power to keep you elevated.

Tony and you got into suits that matched SWAT before heading into the lobby to watch the argument unfold between Hydra and the Avengers.. Past-Thor insisted that Loki and you would be answering to Odin, or at the very least the Avengers. 

Tony, into the coms, said, “All right, move it, Stuart Little. Things are getting dicey up here. Let's go.” 

You gave him a nervous glance, surprised that you could take your eyes off of Loki. 

Past Stark was still talking with Pierce. “I'm not gonna argue who's got the higher authority here, all right?”

Nervously, Scott asked, “You promise me you won't die?”

“You're only giving me a mild cardiac dysrhythmia.”

“That doesn't sound mild.”

The situation got hairier and hairier as Tony and Thor argued with Pierce and Hydra. Tony kept ordering Scott to  pull the pin, but he kept hesitating. 

Finally though, Scott pulled the pin, and Tony seized up, gasping for breath. It was hard to watch, but he dropped the case holding the Tesseract. 

After a second, present-Tony yelled for a medic, but then Scott pushed the case your way. Your eyes fell on the case as Tony grabbed it, but then your eyes drifted to Loki’s. His gaze met yours for a second before narrowing. You had a lot of gear on your face, but you knew even Loki would know your eyes. His gaze had been following that case though, and that worried you. 

But you had to go. You wanted to stay in this past, grab Loki, go far away, return when Shannon had cooled down, when she could understand. But you couldn’t. This timeline was done, you’d seen how it all played out. It was time to fix your current timeline and bring him back. 

You followed Tony as he said, “Good job. Meet us in the alley. I'm gonna grab a quick slice.”

“Pizza? At a time like--” you were asking, following along quickly before Hulk suddenly slammed open the door, knocking both of you back. The case opened and the Tesseract flew out. 

The blue cube hit Loki’s foot and your heart constricted.

No. 

You scrambled to get to the cube. If you could use your powers, you could’ve grabbed it, but everyone was armed and waiting for past-you to do something. If you so much as sparked, you’d risk jeopardizing your past-self. 

In all the commotion from Stark and Hulk though, Loki seized the moment in half a second, grabbing the Tesseract. He picked it up, looked at you with loving eyes, and past-Loki and past-you were standing in a portal. The two of you gave each other a look of adoration, and then you were gone in the portal.  

You went numb instantly. Loki and you had just escaped with the only way to get the real Loki back. 

But some small part of you was actually happy for this timeline. As selfish as it was, wherever the two of you were going, you wished them nothing but happiness.

But now you had a new problem, a very large problem. Where the hell were you going to get the Space stone?

Suddenly, Steve said through the coms, “Oh you gotta be shitting me.” 

“Steve?” you breathed into the coms. 

“Y/N, get up here. Old me thinks I’m Loki,” he said quietly before speaking to his past self. 

“Fuck,” you hissed. “On my way.” You escaped back into the stairwell, using your powers to fly to his location as soon as possible. You just lost the Tesseract, you couldn’t lose the scepter too. When you got there, you saw old Steve and current Steve fighting. Steve had sat the scepter case down. You picked it up and started to carry it off. “Let me know if you need me, Cap. I’ve got the scepter. I’m going to keep to the mission.” 

You continued walking as Steve took care of himself. You turned the corner and saw Shannon coming out of a room. For a split second, you were happy to see her, but then you realized this wasn’t your Shannon. This was Past-Shannon. This was the Shannon that just saw you throw Tony out a window. This was Very-Pissed-At-You-Shannon. 

You went to open your mouth to talk to her, but it only took her a fraction of a second to respond and fire her powers at you. 

“Y/N?!” She looked alarmed to see you standing there. “You're coming with me.” She blasted shots of electric shocks  at you to keep you from running off.

Her power stunned you, making you freeze, your entire body going rigid. Of course, this was Past-Shannon which was unstable, and she had your old powers. You were wiser now, a better fighter, and your powers had evolved. But you weren’t here to hurt Shannon. 

You dropped to your knees, making no sign to fight her. You held your hands up as she ran at you. “Shannon, no, please! Wait!” you pleaded. 

“No, Y/N, I’m not falling for your manipulations. Not again!” She threw a supercharged punch at you but missed as you moved lower. “How did you escape from your holding?” she grabbed you by the back of your neck and applied pressure.

In a swift movement, you knocked her hand and arm off of your neck, jumping to your feet as you held her hands down at her side. “Shannon, listen to me for two seconds. I’m not wearing the same clothes. I didn’t escape holding. I’m not fighting you.” 

You hoped being extra calm would get her to listen to you without causing any more of a scene. You hoped she would see you were being sincere.

“You want me to calm down?” She sounded livid and her eyes began clouding over. “You expect me to calm down when you're standing here acting like you are not violating your arrest?” The lights began to flicker and a strike of lighting hit one of the windows causing it to shatter. “You could have just used your illusion powers to change clothes.” Shannon slowly but strongly charged her arms where you were holding her.

Suddenly, the power she built up blasted you off of her. You went flying, the scepter falling out of your grasp. You rolled on the floor. You could’ve taken the blast, but you were trying really hard not to use your powers or get caught up in a fight. You groaned as she stalked over to you. “Peter Parker is your son!” you cried out, looking up at her. 

She stopped in her tracks, her face full of shock that quickly turned into a scowl. “H-how did you... That's not true!” she yelled at you, her eyes still milky with red swirling around. Her emotions were getting the better of her as the sky darkened. “You and I both know I can’t have kids, why would you make up such a lie!” Her eyes begin to change back. “I don’t even know a  Peter Parker.” She winced as she told that lie.

“I don’t have time for this, Shannon! How else would I know this? He’s your son. You had May be a surrogate. You and Tony saved your eggs and sperm, and you created Peter, that’s how he has his powers,” you stressed, slowly standing up. “Shannon, you know this is true. You know I can’t get inside your head. Loki has that power, but not me. You know I’m not lying. You told me this…” You made a face of uncertainty, but you needed her to stop and let you through. “You told me this at your cabin, that you live in with Bruce and Tony. You have another child, a daughter, named Morgan, and in my time, you’re pregnant with another child. Please… just let me through with the scepter. The Y/N that stands before you isn’t the same one that just invaded New York. She’s twelve years younger than I am. Look at me and tell you don’t see a difference. Look at me and tell me you don’t see a different person from the one that just fought you a flew floors up.” You stared at her, begging her with your gaze to just listen, hope, and believe you.

Shannon closed her eyes, took a deep breath and looked at you, really looked at you. She noticed just how tired you were, she could sense that there was a great amount of grief within you but also a sliver of hope. “W-why do I feel your grief? What happened?” She stuttered and moved to come closer to see your face. “I can feel it blanketed on you but there’s a tiny bit that isn’t.” She cocked her head and her eyes softened at you when she realized that you're telling the truth. “How…how are you even here? I thought that time travel was impossible.” Her heart told her to hug you and so she did, hoping to help to take away some of your pain with her powers.

Her hug breathed some life back into you and you felt some form of closure. Giving this past version of Shannon some sort of hope that you weren’t a monster coming to kill her. 

“It isn’t impossible. Tony and Scott Lang figured it out. Bruce helped build the machine,” you explained. “I know it’s hard to trust me. I get that. But the fate of the universe depends on me getting this scepter back to my time. I hope you can believe me or trust me.”

She pulled back hearing your word. “What happens in the future that requires you to get the scepter from my timeline?” She hoped she could get a better understanding of things. She hesitated asking the next question, but did so anyway. “Do.. Do we fix things? I mean between you and me in the future?” She looked up at you with hopeful eyes. “Is Peter happy in the future?” There were so many questions she wanted to ask but wasn’t sure if she would get answers.

Tears formed in your eyes at the mention of Peter. “Shan, uh… Peter… Peter’s part of the reason I need this scepter. But you and I…” You laughed slightly. “Yeah, things get fixed between us. It takes a bit, and it’s not easy, but we work through everything. You find out why I did what I did, and you understand it and forgive us.” 

She blanched, shrinking away from what you could possibly mean about needing the scepter because of Peter. What had he done? Was he in trouble, did he get taken or hurt? Her thoughts began to spiral. “I’m glad to hear we fix things. I would have hated it if we hadn’t.” She tried to conceal her emotions from her face.

You smiled past the tears. “No, no, you and I are good. More than good. We’re always there for each other. Through thick and thin,” you assured. 

Tears had made trails down her cheeks. “Good. That’s really good.” She bits her lip and looked you in the eyes. “Hey Y/N, did something bad happen to Peter for you to need to come here?” Her voice lowered slightly fearing the worst about what you would say.

You weren’t sure if you should tell her. Sure, this was a different timeline, but you didn’t want to break Shannon’s heart for something that might not even happen in her timeline. This Shannon didn’t deserve to suffer. 

“Everything turns out alright. You’ll see,” you assured, nodding. “I wish I could stay,” you said, your voice swelling with tons of emotion. “There are so many things I wish I could change about this moment in time. So many things I wish we could do together, do all over again. Just know that I never meant to hurt you. I love you. I did what I had to and I’m trying to save everyone. But I really have to go.” You looked at her with a pained expression.

She felt every single one of your emotions, the strongest was the heartbreak causing her eyes to water. “You’re right. I shouldn’t keep you from your mission.” She wiped her eyes and gave you a small smile. “Here, just please be careful?” She handed you the scepter but she sounded worried about you. “I know you’ll prove everyone wrong about what they think of you.” And with that she gave you one final hug and moved to the side for you to leave.

You grinned at her, blew her a kiss, and flew out of the window to meet the guys. As soon as you got there though, all three men were beyond upset. 

“Shit, the Tesseract,” you remembered. “What are we going to do?” you asked. 

Steve and Tony started thinking of other ways to get to the Tesseract. They seemed to concoct a plan where they could get more Pym Particles and get a shot at the Tesseract. 

“Where are you two going to go?” you asked, narrowing your gaze. 

“Trust me for once, will ya kid?” Tony requested with a smirk. 

“You’re not the one who has to face Shannon if I lose you in the past,” you retorted. 

“That’s fair,” he assessed with a bob of his head. 

“So what are you going to do?” you asked again 

“We’ll be alright,” he assured. “See you in a bit. Get that scepter back home, hmm? Don’t go misusing it like last time.” He gave you a teasing look.

You glared at the two of them, but they nodded to you before syncing their watches to some odd time and place. Scott looked as if he was about to have an anxiety attack. 

“Scott,” you started, turning to him. “Scott, Scott,” you continued. “Calm down.” 

“They… They just left,” he stammered, nearly hyperventilating. 

You put your hands on the side of his face. “Hey, hey, listen to me. Focus on my voice,” you soothed. “They know what they’re doing. They won’t ruin the time heist.” You smiled at him and he calmed down. “We’ve gotta get this cepter back to our time,though. We did our part of the mission. Let them do theirs.”

He nodded, listening to you, and you two shot back to the future. You were back on the platform. Everyone was standing there triumphantly. Tony and Steve were there too and you were relieved beyond measure.

“Did we do it?” you breathed, euphoria filling your body before Shannon moved towards the platform. 

“Where’s Natasha, Clint?” She walked up the platform and she could tell that something was wrong. “Clint, where is she?!” Her voice was full of emotions.

“She…” He stopped himself. “She didn’t make it.”

 “What happened?” She got close and grabbed him by the arms.

“There had to be a sacrifice,” he said numbly, his eyes not quite meeting hers. 

Shannon collapsed, hearing what she was dreading that her only other female friend was gone. “No, it can’t be.” She began shaking, her emotions were going haywire and then the lights started to flicker. “Nat, nooooooo,” she cried out.

Bruce walked over to where Shannon was and knelt beside her, holding her and weeping for the one friend he had made who saw him as just a man not a monster. “It’s okay, baby, we’ll get through this.”

You stared down at your best friend, your heart breaking for her, and for Clint, for everyone. The sound of her crying, the look on Clint’s face made you just want to wrap them up and soak up their pain. But you couldn’t, and that killed you. 

Tony walked over to the two of them to console them. “Alright, honey, come on,you need to breathe. Your powers are starting to form from the pain.” He got Bruce to get up and give him a hand getting her to stand and she leaned on him as they walked down the platform.

The last thing that the others heard before Shannon was gone was. “We were all she had—-” the rest was gone with her.

Horror and sorrow wrapped around you. Why did someone else have to die for this mission? Hadn’t enough people lost their lives? Tears sprung to your eyes. 

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Rhodey, Nebula, and Rocket worked on getting the stones in a safe place while the rest of you went down to the dock. One by one, everyone went down to the dock. First it was Clint, then it was Steve, then you, then before you knew it, most of the Avengers were out there. 

Clint explained somewhat of what happened. The soul stone had to be taken by another soul. Someone you loved had to die in order to obtain the stone. He explained that she sacrificed herself despite his best efforts. 

Tony solemnly asked, “Do we know if she had family?”

“Yeah. Us,” Steve responded firmly.

Everyone from the original team was at the dock plus you and Shannon for support. You were near Clint in case he needed a shoulder to lean on. Meanwhile Shannon was sitting on a bench being hugged by her husband, she was pretty quiet, she hadn’t said a word since she was taken to her room.

Thor walked over, and demanded, “What?”

Tony backed up, a little nervous and defensive. “I just asked him a question–”

“Yeah, you're acting like she's dead. Why are we acting like she's dead? We have the stones, right? As long as we have the stones, Cap, we can bring her back, isn't that right?” Thor was beyond angry now. “So stop this shit. We're the Avengers, get it together.”

“We can't get her back,” Clint deadpanned.

“Wha– what?” Thor stammered.

“It can't be undone. It can't.”

Thor laughed, but there was no emotion in it. “I'm sorry. No offense, but you're a very earthly being. Okay? We're talking about space magic. And ‘can't’ seems very definitive don't you think?”

“Yeah, look, I know that I'm way outside my paygrade here. But she still isn't here, is she?” Clint snapped.

“No, that's my point–”

“It can't– be undone. Or that's at least what the red floating guy had to say.” At this point, Clint was shouting. “Maybe you wanna go talk to him, okay? Go grab your hammer, and you go fly and you talk to him!” Tears filled his eyes as he said, “It was supposed to be me. She sacrificed her life for that goddamn stone. She bet her life on it.”

You slowly walked over to him and rubbed his arms. You two had been through a lot in the last couple of years together. “No, Clint, it shouldn’t have been you, or her. It’s a terrible price that had to be paid.” 

You wrapped your arms around Clint’s shoulders, resting your head on his left shoulder. He put his hand on your hand and leaned his head against yours. The two of you tried comforting each other.

In a burst of anger, Bruce Hulked out and grabbed a bench, hurling it clear across the lake. His anger spent, he turned to the others with a resigned look on his face. 

Shannon flinched at the sudden change from Bruce to Hulk, but she got up anyway and got the big guy to sit and calm down. “Hey, big guy I know this is tough. It hurts me too but I need you to bring back the other guy okay?” She looked into his big green eyes. “I promise you can come back later and we can lay in the grass so you can feel the baby kick.”

His features change and soften noticing how sad she looked. “Okay,” his voice boomed, “be back soon.”

Bruce returned and with a look of determination, said, “She's not coming back. We have to make it worth it. We have to.”

“We will,” Steve vowed.

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baby pictures

pairing: thor x female!reader

warnings: slight mentions of smut and a looooooot of fluff. srsly

a/n: anon, i’m not sure it’s quite like you imagined, i kind of went along with the plot and added some stuff. i still hope you like it. :) 

later addition: forgot to add the translation to some old norse words haha. well “mín dróttning” means “my queen” and “sváss” means “beloved one, sweetie”. and dearling is the old spelling of “darling”, it’s not a goof. well. now it’s explained. 

word count: 2,1k+

It had been six months since Thor asked you to join him in his stay at Asgard, six months of living in pure bliss. Most of the days you had to force yourself to believe it was really true, that you were there with him after all. Waking up to his warm body wrapped around yours so tightly you sometimes had to elbow him to loosen up a little. Waking up to the light, rhythmic snoring and the smell intoxicating you.

There was no single doubt in your mind that being married to that man is everything you want. To give him children and watch those electric blue eyes shine with excitement. He will be such a great dad when the time comes.

With a smile, you wrap yourself in a silk robe and goes to the dining saloon, finding Frigga eating breakfast by herself, which was not an unusual sight.

Often the two of you would be stuck together when both Odin and Thor were called up elsewhere to battle in the name of Asgard. In the beginning, it wasn't so great to be around her. Frigga certainly wasn't pleased with her son's choice, she thought he could much better than a Midgardian, a plebeian. Sif was her obvious choice, she'd spend hours emphasising how great she was. How beautiful. Strong. Fit for a future king.

It had made you feel so little and meaningless, you'd smile and dismiss yourself to your room. Only inside you allowed yourself to cry, your insides sadly agreeing with her. Yes. Thor would be much better with someone like him, someone fit for a future king. And it wasn't you.

The memories stung, you reminiscing on the night he finally found out what his mother was doing. Thor had grown very mad, cheeks bright red in anger.

"My love, why haven't you told me?"

"I-I didn't think it mattered." Your voice is barely a whisper, tears staining your cheeks. "She's your mother, Thor. She only wishes you the best."

His eyes were narrowed, thick arms crossed tightly against his broad chest. It was a sight that would leave anyone trembling in their knees, scared of this man's wrath. Not you though, you could only think that he looked absurdly cute when he was angry. You just wanted to run your fingers through his hair while kissing that adorable pout, the pink bottom lip puckering forward.

A gentle sigh pushed past your lips as you opened your arms to hug him. If anything, you didn't want him to be angry at his mum. He had an adoration for her she had no wishes to destroy, that was why she hadn't said anything. There were so many more things for him to worry about than the petty way of his mother to treat you.

"I am going to speak to her."

"No, baby, you don't have to. It's nothing. So what if she thinks you should marry someone else? She's in her right to want the best partner for you."

"You are it." Although it was meant to be a quiet whisper, Thor's deep, loud voice certainly made itself heard. "You are the best partner for me. I love you, little bird, and I am not allowing my mother to make you think otherwise."

He was crouched forward, his face buried in the crook of your neck, the thick beard bristling the skin. You shivered when his lips found the soft spot slightly below your ear, nibbling at it lightly. Large hands gripping on your hips, heat radiating from his body to yours. You wanted to stay inside his arms forever.

That night he made love to you with so much tenderness, so much care. Thor has never failed at making you feel wanted, whether it was when he pushed you against the door because he couldn’t wait to be inside you or when he spread your legs wide, tasting you at leisure. It was a mad, blinding love. One you wanted to drown in it.

Despite your request for him to keep this between the two of you, he spoke to his mother the day after, while you were still asleep. To this day you’re not quite sure what he said to her, but she hasn’t been anything other than nice to you ever since, always chatting about Thor’s childhood, how this little blond boy grew up to be a warrior, so strong and fearless. She talked about how overprotective he was with her, always ensuring she was okay. You absolutely adored these conversations.

Once the awkwardness was gone, Frigga turned out to be the loveliest woman. She was kind to you and by her blue eyes, ones that looked exactly like Thor’s, you could tell she was actually being sincere. You’d laugh together, have meals together. Finally, she became the mother-in-law you were expecting when you first arrived.

And she had been for the last four months, making you feel much more at home each day.

“Good morning, dearling.” The tall, beautiful woman said, putting down the cup of tea she was having. “I take you had a good night of sleep?”

“Yes. Yes, I had, thank you.”  You smile briefly, rubbing your eyes sleepily, going over to take a seat across her. “And you?”

“I have, yes, thank you for asking.”

There was a moment of silence as you poured fresh coffee into a tall mug. Everything smelt absolutely amazing, your stomach growled, arguing in hunger. You hadn’t realised you were so hungry, normally you didn’t eat much in the morning, just the enough, but today you wanted to swallow all the great dishes in front of you.

“They should be back today.” Frigga expresses, sipping at her tea again, a genuine smile on her lips. “Thor must miss you deeply. He was always dispirited when he came here and had to be without you.“

“He misses you too, all the time we spent at Earth, he would tell me stories about his parents, especially about you.” 

“Really?”

“Yeah, late at night he’d go on about how we would love one another because our personalities were so similar. Then he would laugh, saying that maybe my temper wasn’t just as calm as yours.” A gentle chuckle slips from Frigga, she feels happy to imagine her son being a perfect mama’s boy, gushing about her. “I suppose he wanted the two women in his life to get along.”

“He most certainly did.”

The memory of him makes the two of you exchange an intimate smile, which feels oddly familiar. In the past week that they had been gone, Frigga clung a lot to you, bringing you to her room, braiding your hair… She was honestly treating you like the daughter she haven’t had. Not that you were complaining, you liked the extra care. And being able to tell Thor about his mum would make him happy, so you were even happier.

Breakfast went on and ended in a burst of laughter, Frigga has told you a story from his early childhood, he couldn’t have been more than four when she heard childish screams and ran to find out what was going on. She recalls being so concerned until she saw them, her toddlers inside a bathtub, playing carefree with tiny boats.

In wishes to show you, she took you to a great living room, searching for the pictures that had been taken at the time.

“Look.” She hands you a photograph of said scene. “Loki was always trying to kick his big brother, but seeing them play was so relieving.”

“Oh really? I never thought they had such a complicated relationship, Thor speaks very fondly about his brother.”

“Thor adores Loki, always has, but Loki is… complicated.” As she shrugs, you comprehend it’s a delicate matter. “Never mind that. Look at this one!”

“He was so cute!” There’s another photo in your hands, a pale baby bathing while golden locks fall to his face and he smiles happily. “No wonder he turned out to be so handsome.”

“Although I am his mother, therefore entirely biased, he is a beautiful man.” There’s proud beneath those words, chest slightly inflated. “When you have children of your own, you’ll know what that’s like.”

“Hmm, actually, I was-”

Before you could tell her, two mighty men strolled inside the huge room, their voices loud as they discussed, although you couldn’t quite pin what they were talking about. Your heart thumped upon seeing him, there were minor bruises on his face, but the smile, it had you tingly, blue eyes watching you with adoration. A week was too long for you to be without him.

It didn’t take long for you to feel a pair of strong arms pulling you up from behind to a back hug, his heady scent flooding you completely. After so long, you were at ease. It made you nervous when he took a while to come back home, of course you knew he was strong enough to defeat all of his enemies. It didn’t stop you from being nervous still that one day… Well. No use to dwell on those now, he was home and safe.

“Hello, milady.” Odin takes on of your hands to place a kiss on its back, one of his arms looped around Frigga’s waist. “Hope my Frigga treated you nicely?”

“She is a delight as always, sir.”

“Oh no, no need to call me sir. You’re family.”

Thor smirks against the skin of your neck, where his head is in hiding, long fingers fiddling with your robe's knot. It was such a small sentence but it really got to you. Perhaps it was because of your current state that family suddenly became so important to you. Plus being in an entirely different realm sure made you feel out of place.

"What were my two beautiful women doing?" It was your fiance's turn to ask. "Must say your laughter is certainly satisfactory."

"Your mum showed me some baby pictures of you. You were such a cute child."

"He takes after me." Odin boasts, the four of you laughing in unison. “Why don’t we give them some space, mín dróttnig? Thor has not sealed his lips about this girl in the journey back, he needs time with her.”

“Odin!” Frigga scolds, a blush rising to her pale cheeks. “You are embarrassing our son.”

“Oh no, mother, it is true, I cannot function without my sváss by my side and I have missed her quite a lot.” For a quick moment, you feel him tighten his arm around you. “But what were you showing her?”

“For the cold temperatures here, you sure spent a lot of time naked.” You mocked, giggling at him, noticing the tips of his ears go pink as you look back at him. “It was just you bathing. Loki and you certainly looked cute playing together at four.”

“Mother!”

“And with that, we will leave you to it.”

There’s the reminisce of a chuckle as the elder couple leaves, Thor spinning you to take a proper look at his wife-to-be, taking in all the features he missed when away, the smoothness of your face on his hands and your lips against his. It was a short, desperate kiss, showing all of the longings you both had. When air made itself necessary, you hide your face on his stiff chest, enjoying the warmness it gave you, large hands going up and down your back.

"I see you and my mum are doing well."

You nod.

"I think she wanted to have a daughter instead of boys. One day she took me to her room and spent two hours braiding my hair." Thor snickers. "It's good though. I like spending time with her, makes me miss my mama less."

"Oh, sváss, we'll go to Midgard soon, I have to make sure Asgard is safe."

Reaching up to cup his cheek, you enjoy the prickling his beard causes. It's so sweet how he worries about your wishes even though there's so much in play, so many wars to fight and lives that were dependent on him.

"There's something I want to tell you."

"Yes?" He urges you forward, a crinkle of worry appearing on his forehead. "Is everything okay?"

"I am-" Your lip rests between your teeth as you hesitate. "Oh Thor, how would you feel about having a baby?"

"A baby? Are you with a child?" The booming voice questions, cobalt eyes wide in astonishment.

"Shhhh. I don't want people to know yet."

"Are we becoming grandparents?" Frigga sneaks her head into the room, Odin smiling behind her. The All-Father sensed your different energy. "Why haven't you told me, dearling? We could have started preparing-"

"Mother-" Thor cuts her off. "-You are overwhelming her. She needs peace. Come now, sváss, I shall take you to our chambers."

A loud squeal slips as he lifts you in his arms, your weight disappearing in the magnitude of his thick biceps. You drape your arms on his shoulders, supporting yourself while smiling in pure glee.

"Get my daughter-in-law back, we have planning to do, Thor."

"Later, mother."

And with that, he takes you to your bedroom, your heart filled with happiness. Feeling like your life is exactly where it should be.

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[alwaysahiccupandastrid]

(Some of) My Favourite Quotes from the How To Train Your Dragon movies

“This is Berk.”

“There’s Fishlegs, Snotlout, the Twins, Ruffnut and Tuffnut, and...*voice crack* Astrid. *cue heart eyes*”

"You sir, are playing a dangerous game. Keeping this much raw... Viking-ness... contained?! THERE WILL BE CONSEQUENCES!" // “I’ll take my chances.”

"Well, between you and me, the village could do with a little less feeding, don't you think?"

“Excuse me, barmaid! I’m afraid you’ve brought me the wrong offspring - I ordered an extra large boy with beefy arms, extra guts and glory on the side! This here? This is a talking fish bone!”

"It's not so much what you look like, it's what's inside that he can't stand."

“You need to stop all...this.” // “You just pointed to all of me.” // “Yes, that’s it! Stop being all of you.”

"Oh, the gods hate me. Some people lose their knife, or their mug. No, not me. I manage to lose an ENTIRE DRAGON?!"

"Oh, man! I should've gone first! 'Cause I was thinking, you know, we have a surplus of dragon-fighting Vikings, but do we have enough... Bread-making Vikings? Or small-home-repair Vikings?"

"Yeah, it's only fun if you get a scar out of it."

“Yeah, no kidding, right? Pain, love it."

“What’s the first thing you’re going to need?” // “A doctor?!?”

“Get back to bed, ya overgrown sausage!”

"Toothless? I could've sworn you had... teeth."

“Ha! It’s like the size of my- AHHHH!”

“I AM HURT, VERY MUCH HURT!”

"Everything we know about you guys is wrong."

“SON OF A HALF TROLL, RAT EATING MUNGE BUCKET!”

"Uh, you're right, you're right, you're right. I'm through with the lies. I've been making... outfits. So, you got me. It's time everyone knew. Drag me back. Go ahead. Here we go."

"OW! Why would you DO that?!"

"That's for the lies! And that's... [Drops the butt of her axe on Hiccup's groin]... for everything else!"

“Da-da-da, we’re dead!”

“And now the spinning. Thank you for nothing, you useless reptile.”

[Punches Hiccup] "That's for kidnapping me... [Kisses him on the cheek] That's for everything else."

“They’ve killed hundreds of us-!” // “And we’ve killed thousands of them!”

“You’re not a Viking. You’re not my son.”

“Three hundred years and I’m the first Viking who wouldn’t kill a dragon.” // “...First to ride one though.”

“I wouldn’t kill him because he looked as frightened as I was...I looked at him, and I saw myself.”

“So? What are you gonna do?”

“I knew it. I’m dead.”

“That’s for scaring me!” // “What, is it always going to be this way, this-?!” // *kisses him* // “I...could get used to it.��

“THAT’S MY FUTURE DAUGHTER IN LAW!!!”

"Oh, what? You want an apology? Is that why you're pouting, big baby-poo?"

"Well try this on! [hugs him, tries to wrestle with him] Oh, you feeling it yet? Huh? Picking up on all of my heartfelt remorse?"

“He's down! Oh, and it's ugly! Dragons and Vikings, enemies again! Locked in combat to the bitter--[Toothless pins Hiccup] --AAHHHhhhh..."

[After Toothless licks him] "You KNOW that doesn't wash out!"

"So, what should we name it?" [Toothless scratches his armpit] "Itchy Armpit it is."

“Son, we need to talk!-“ // “Not now, dad, I’ve got a whole day of goofing off to get started.”

“What you’re searching for isn’t out there, Hiccup - it’s in here. Maybe you just don’t see it yet.”

(Slow motion) “Oh my 😏 me likey... take me...!”

"I don't know. It's kind of hard to wrap my head around, to be frank. It's not everyday you find out your mother is some kind of... crazy, feral, vigilante dragon lady." // “Well...at least I’m not boring!”

“...he got me back. Right, bud? You couldn't save all of me, could you? You just had to make it even. So,..peg leg!”

"Never take a toy from a dragon. Don't you know anything?"

“This is why I never married - this, and one other reason.”

“You’re as beautiful as the day I lost you.”

"That's your mother?" // “Well, now you see where I get my dramatic flair!"

“May the Valkyries welcome you and lead you through Odin's great battlefield. May they sing your name with love and fury, so that we might hear it rise from the depths of Valhalla and know that you've taken your rightful place at the table of kings. For a great man has fallen: A warrior. A chieftain. A father. A friend.

“He always said you’d become the strongest of them all - and he was right.”

“You have the heart of a Chief and the soul of a dragon”

“A Chief protects his own.”

“It wasn’t your fault, bud...they made you do it...please, you’re my best friend...my best friend.”

"Yeah! Take 'em down, babe!"

“Now do you get it? This is what it is to earn a dragons loyalty!”

“He’s challenging the Alpha!” // “To protect you!”

“See..I told you it was in here.” (Punches his suit, making his wings sprout up)

“The Chief has come home!”

"This is Berk. A bit trampled and busted and covered in ice, but it's home. It's our home. Those who attacked us, are relentless, and crazy. But those who stopped them, oh, even more so! We may be small in numbers, but we stand for something bigger than anything the world can pin against us. We are the voice of peace, and bit by bit, we will change this world. You see, we have something they don't. Oh, sure, they have armies, and they have armadas. But we... we have... OUR DRAGONS!”

“Ohhh I know you’re a demon, no human legs are that skinny!”

“That’s really just a nitwit who forgot to fire proof his butt.”

“Astrid, I had him right where I wanted him.” // “And now he’s right where I wanted him.”

“I thought this was supposed to be a stealth mission?” // “Yeah, they always start that way.”

“Mmm, gorg-e-ousss...Watch the hair!”

“Hang up those saddles and get married.” // Tuffnut: “The M word.” // Ruffnut: “Gross. Unless it’s me.”

“Marry him, please. You’re the only one with any sense around here. With you wearing the pants, there’s still hope.” “Wow, Gobber! Not awkward at all!”

“Hiccup...this is Berk, son. It’s our home.”

“Even Night Furies?” // “Especially Night Furies.” // “Those are scary!”

“Well, we could just take Gobber’s advice and tie the knot. That should fix everything! But hey, if you’re having doubts about yours truly, I’m sure Snotlout is still available.” // “He only has eyes for your mom.” // “OH, playing dirty now, huh?” // “You asked for it...looks like there might be a wedding after all...”

“Okay okay; you win! You always win!” // “You knew what you were getting into.” // “Uh-huh, right.”

“It’s more like a Bright Fury-.” // “A Light Fury!” // “...Yeah, yours is better, probably...”

“Bud, what’s gotten into you? What is all this slobbering and panting?” // “Isn’t it obvious? He’s in love!” // “Trust me, relationships are nothing but pain and misery. (*Astrid lightly hits him*) Ow... What did I just say?!”

“Show these nay sayers, of which there are many, that you are more than just a malnourished runt with bad hair, strange teeth and a twig for a neck.” // “You're-you're really bad at pep talks.”

“I'll give him a piece of my mind. And by mind, I mean fist!”

“Did you miss the part where we almost died? Have you seen my house?”

“Look, I know this is our home - my father left me to protect it. But Berk is more than this place. WE are Berk! The people, the dragons! I say Berk is wherever we go!”

“We have to fight for their freedom.”

“Furies mate for life, you see.”

“Ah don’t mind him - it’s not your fault you have the body of a Norse God. I myself have that same problem.” (Tries to flex, back cracks painfully)

“Who died and made you Chief?” (*everyone groans/Gothi hits him*)

“Can we lose the whole honking goose thing? It’s hard to imagine wedded bliss with that going off every minute.”

“I’ll go with you, for protection-.” // “(quickly) NO...(pause)...you’re far too important here.”

“Oh, now you can draw!”

“Save it for your girlfriend! Go on, get out of here!”

“About that leg...lose the limp, no ones gonna marry that.” // “I have a prosthetic leg!” // “Yeah, and I have a parasitic twin but you don’t see me limping around about it!”

“I feel like how Ruffnut feels every day: dumb.”

“Odin be spanked!”

“I try to avoid looking at her because she gives me acid reflux.”

“If they’re stuck with Ruffnut, I’m more worried about them.”

“I know what you're thinking. You've never had a prisoner this hot.”

“Oops, you let the dragons out! They’re gonna get you, no this ones gonna get you...!”

“Now that’s a king.”

“Dad? Are you gonna get us a new mom?” // “I don’t want another. Your mum was the only woman for me. She was the love of my life. But with love comes loss, son. It’s part of the deal. Sometimes it hurts, but in the end, it’s all worth it. There’s no greater gift than love.”

“Well, you’re right. You’re back to where you started. But I was the first to believe in you, and I have watched you doubt whether you’re worthy ever since. I am the person I am today because of you. I never told you that but it’s true. You’re the bravest, most stubborn, determined knucklehead I know. Toothless didn’t give you that, Hiccup. He just made it...” // “Easier.”

“So what are you gonna do about it?” // “Probably something stupid.” // “That’s the Hiccup I know.”

“You’re right, bud. It’s time. I was so busy fighting for a world that I wanted, I didn’t think about what you needed. You’ve looked after us for long enough. Time to look after yourselves.”

“Oh, Stormfly...my good girl.”

“So long...you big ugly beast. I’ll miss you.”

“Go on, bud. Lead them to the Hidden World. You’ll be safe there. Safer than you could ever be with me. It’s okay. I love you too. And I want you to be free. Our world doesn’t deserve you. Yet.”

“Go, Toothless...Go.”

“There were dragons when I was a boy. Ah, there were great, grim sky dragons that nested on the clifftops like gigantic, scary birds. Little, brown, scuttly dragons that hunted down the mice and rats in well-organized packs. Preposterously huge sea dragons that were twenty times as big as the big blue whale. Some say they crawled back into the sea, leaving not a bone nor a fang for men to remember them by. Others say they were nothing but folktales to begin with. I’m okay with that.”

“He’s not going to eat your father!”

“Legend says that when the ground quakes, or lava spews from the earth, it’s the dragons, letting us know they’re still here, waiting for us to figure out how to get along. Yes, the world believes the dragons are gone, if they ever existed at all. But we Berkians, we know otherwise. And we’ll guard this secret until the time comes when dragons can return in peace.”

[mrs-dragneel-stark-solo]

Unforseen Chasm (Part 67)

Part 67 of Unforseen Chasm

Prompt: Two sisters fall for men that are absolute enemies. The love they have could tear all of them apart, or it could bring them together. Word Count: 4131 Warnings: Language, endgame plot, character death Song for this part: Memories- Maroon 5 Note: This is by far the longest thing I’ve ever written (including my other fic series). first major Collab with my best friend @thorne93​​ what was first a simple “what if” moment turned into a two year writing session and I’ve never been more prouder of myself than when i started my first series. goes through most of the MCU plots there are some changes to accommodate for what we wanted and there is a bit of a crossover between the MCU and other characters. I hope you guys enjoy reading this just as much as I enjoyed writing it.

The time had finally come. The time and places were gathered. Everyone knew their mission. Shannon would be staying behind since she was pregnant. Remy stayed behind as well, as there wasn’t much he needed to do.

You, Steve, Tony, Bruce, and Scott would return to New York in 2012. The rest had their various locations to head to, and you all started your way towards the platform.

Your heart was racing. This was it. You’d finally get Loki back. You’d finally see him again. This was happening, it was very real.

Shannon had gotten to the group a little behind but she wanted to make sure that they would be safe. She had pulled both of her men aside and told them she loved them and to watch each other’s back after that she pulled you aside and asked you to make sure those two goofs would be okay and that you needed to be safe too.

After everyone promised her they’d be safe, Steve began an inspired speech.

“Five years ago, we lost. All of us. We lost friends... We lost our family... We lost a part of ourselves. Today, we have a chance to take it all back. You know your teams, you know your missions. Get the stones, get them back. One round trip each. No mistakes. No do-overs. Most of us are going somewhere we know. But it doesn't mean we should know what to expect. Be careful. Look out for each other. This is the fight of our lives. And we're gonna win. Whatever it takes. Good luck.”

Everyone synced their time machine watches, and you all zapped off to your designated time. In a few seconds, you were in New York, with all of the Chitauri flying, causing destruction. All three men turned to you and gave you a look, to which you gave a sympathetic, humor filled smile.

“Sorry,” you sheepishly said.

“All right, we all have our assignments. Two Stones uptown, one Stone, down. Stay low. Keep an eye on the clock,” Steve reminded.

With that, Bruce set off towards Bleeker street, and the rest of you headed towards the tower.

Steve had to take the civilians entrance, but you and Tony flew up several stories, until you were at the same story as the Avengers from 2012, with all their weapons aimed at Loki and you.

Loki…

Your heart stopped at the sight of him. How did he somehow look better than you remembered? Even bruised, and brainwashed, he was still more handsome than you remembered.

You knew this would happen. You knew you’d see him. You’d already seen him once in the past but now… again? You had more time now.

Past-Shannon had just walked in, eyeing the two of you in the past.

Good lord, you’d forgotten what you’d done to her. She was a bloody mess, her hair disarrayed, her cheeks still red from crying. She thought she’d lost Tony, and she thought she’d lost you as a friend. You weren’t looking too hot yourself. Your clothing was torn, tattered, your breathing labored as your hair stuck out in all directions.

You and Tony stayed in the shadows, watching it unfold. You kept your emotions in check. The tears weren’t coming. Somehow, you knew, your mind overrode your heart. This was your one chance to get Loki back, and you couldn’t blow it, no matter what was happening.

Tony suddenly said, “Uh, Mr. Rogers. I almost forgot that that suit did nothing for your ass.”

You rolled your eyes. “Really, Tony? We’re gonna talk about Steve’s--”

“No one asked you to look, Tony,” Steve retorted.

“I think you look great, Cap. As far as I'm concerned, that's America's ass,” Scott said proudly, saluting.

“Can we focus up here?” you stressed to the team.

For the next few moments, Scott and Tony were talking about Hydra and you were watching everything unfold. Past-you and Loki were put in handcuffs before Past-Steve said, “On my way down to coordinate search and rescue.”

To which, Loki transfigured like Steve to mock him before returning to his normal form and saying, “I mean, honestly! How do you think you'll be--”

Thor slapped the human muzzle on him and said, “Shut up.”

A big part of you wanted to laugh at his antics, you missed them so much. But you didn’t miss this version of you. This version was dark, scary, unstable, and selfish.

You weren’t sure you were much better now, but at least you were a tiny bit more stable.

Tony informed Scott it was his time to shine, and he shot him over to the Tesseract, where he landed on it. You glanced at Tony and nodded before he fell out of the window and hit his nanotech suit. You followed behind him, using your power to keep you elevated.

Tony and you got into suits that matched SWAT before heading into the lobby to watch the argument unfold between Hydra and the Avengers.. Past-Thor insisted that Loki and you would be answering to Odin, or at the very least the Avengers.

Tony, into the coms, said, “All right, move it, Stuart Little. Things are getting dicey up here. Let's go.” You gave him a nervous glance, surprised that you could take your eyes off of Loki. Past Stark was still talking with Pierce. “I'm not gonna argue who's got the higher authority here, all right?” Nervously, Scott asked, “You promise me you won't die?” “You're only giving me a mild cardiac dysrhythmia.” “That doesn't sound mild.” The situation got hairier and hairier as Tony and Thor argued with Pierce and Hydra. Tony kept ordering Scott to  pull the pin, but he kept hesitating. Finally though, Scott pulled the pin, and Tony seized up, gasping for breath. It was hard to watch, but he dropped the case holding the Tesseract. After a second, present-Tony yelled for a medic, but then Scott pushed the case your way. Your eyes fell on the case as Tony grabbed it, but then your eyes drifted to Loki’s. His gaze met yours for a second before narrowing. You had a lot of gear on your face, but you knew even Loki would know your eyes. His gaze had been following that case though, and that worried you. But you had to go. You wanted to stay in this past, grab Loki, go far away, return when Shannon had cooled down, when she could understand. But you couldn’t. This timeline was done, you’d seen how it all played out. It was time to fix your current timeline and bring him back. You followed Tony as he said, “Good job. Meet us in the alley. I'm gonna grab a quick slice.” “Pizza? At a time like--” you were asking, following along quickly before Hulk suddenly slammed open the door, knocking both of you back. The case opened and the Tesseract flew out. The blue cube hit Loki’s foot and your heart constricted. No. You scrambled to get to the cube. If you could use your powers, you could’ve grabbed it, but everyone was armed and waiting for past-you to do something. If you so much as sparked, you’d risk jeopardizing your past-self. In all the commotion from Stark and Hulk though, Loki seized the moment in half a second, grabbing the Tesseract. He picked it up, looked at you with loving eyes, and past-Loki and past-you were standing in a portal. The two of you gave each other a look of adoration, and then you were gone in the portal.   You went numb instantly. Loki and you had just escaped with the only way to get the real Loki back. But some small part of you was actually happy for this timeline. As selfish as it was, wherever the two of you were going, you wished them nothing but happiness. But now you had a new problem, a very large problem. Where the hell were you going to get the Space stone?

Suddenly, Steve said through the coms, “Oh you gotta be shitting me.”

“Steve?” you breathed into the coms.

“Y/N, get up here. Old me thinks I’m Loki,” he said quietly before speaking to his past self.

“Fuck,” you hissed. “On my way.” You escaped back into the stairwell, using your powers to fly to his location as soon as possible. You just lost the Tesseract, you couldn’t lose the scepter too. When you got there, you saw old Steve and current Steve fighting. Steve had sat the scepter case down. You picked it up and started to carry it off. “Let me know if you need me, Cap. I’ve got the scepter. I’m going to keep to the mission.”

You continued walking as Steve took care of himself. You turned the corner and saw Shannon coming out of a room. For a split second, you were happy to see her, but then you realized this wasn’t your Shannon. This was Past-Shannon. This was the Shannon that just saw you throw Tony out a window. This was Very-Pissed-At-You-Shannon.

You went to open your mouth to talk to her, but it only took her a fraction of a second to respond and fire her powers at you.

“Y/N?!” She looked alarmed to see you standing there. “You're coming with me.” She blasted shots of electric shocks  at you to keep you from running off.

Her power stunned you, making you freeze, your entire body going rigid. Of course, this was Past-Shannon which was unstable, and she had your old powers. You were wiser now, a better fighter, and your powers had evolved. But you weren’t here to hurt Shannon.

You dropped to your knees, making no sign to fight her. You held your hands up as she ran at you. “Shannon, no, please! Wait!” you pleaded.

“No, Y/N, I’m not falling for your manipulations. Not again!” She threw a supercharged punch at you but missed as you moved lower. “How did you escape from your holding?” she grabbed you by the back of your neck and applied pressure.

In a swift movement, you knocked her hand and arm off of your neck, jumping to your feet as you held her hands down at her side. “Shannon, listen to me for two seconds. I’m not wearing the same clothes. I didn’t escape holding. I’m not fighting you.”

You hoped being extra calm would get her to listen to you without causing any more of a scene. You hoped she would see you were being sincere.

“You want me to calm down?” She sounded livid and her eyes began clouding over. “You expect me to calm down when you're standing here acting like you are not violating your arrest?” The lights began to flicker and a strike of lighting hit one of the windows causing it to shatter. “You could have just used your illusion powers to change clothes.” Shannon slowly but strongly charged her arms where you were holding her.

Suddenly, the power she built up blasted you off of her. You went flying, the scepter falling out of your grasp. You rolled on the floor. You could’ve taken the blast, but you were trying really hard not to use your powers or get caught up in a fight. You groaned as she stalked over to you. “Peter Parker is your son!” you cried out, looking up at her.

She stopped in her tracks, her face full of shock that quickly turned into a scowl. “H-how did you... That's not true!” she yelled at you, her eyes still milky with red swirling around. Her emotions were getting the better of her as the sky darkened. “You and I both know I can’t have kids, why would you make up such a lie!” Her eyes begin to change back. “I don’t even know Peter Parker.” She winced as she told that lie.

“I don’t have time for this, Shannon! How else would I know this? He’s your son. You had May be a surrogate. You and Tony saved your eggs and sperm, and you created Peter, that’s how he has his powers,” you stressed, slowly standing up. “Shannon, you know this is true. You know I can’t get inside your head. Loki has that power, but not me. You know I’m not lying. You told me this…” You made a face of uncertainty, but you needed her to stop and let you through. “You told me this at your cabin, that you live in with Bruce and Tony. You have another child, a daughter, named Morgan, and in my time, you’re pregnant with another child. Please… just let me through with the scepter. The Y/N that stands before you isn’t the same one that just invaded New York. She’s twelve years younger than I am. Look at me and tell you don’t see a difference. Look at me and tell me you don’t see a different person from the one that just fought you a flew floors up.” You stared at her, begging her with your gaze to just listen, hope, and believe you.

Shannon closed her eyes, took a deep breath and looked at you, really looked at you. She noticed just how tired you were, she could sense that there was a great amount of grief within you but also a sliver of hope. “W-why do I feel your grief? What happened?” She stuttered and moved to come closer to see your face. “I can feel it blanketed on you but there’s a tiny bit that isn’t.” She cocked her head and her eyes softened at you when she realized that you're telling the truth. “How…how are you even here? I thought that time travel was impossible.” Her heart told her to hug you and so she did, hoping to help to take away some of your pain with her powers.

Her hug breathed some life back into you and you felt some form of closure. Giving this past version of Shannon some sort of hope that you weren’t a monster coming to kill her.

“It isn’t impossible. Tony and Scott Lang figured it out. Bruce helped build the machine,” you explained. “I know it’s hard to trust me. I get that. But the fate of the universe depends on me getting this scepter back to my time. I hope you can believe me or trust me.”

She pulled back hearing your word. “What happens in the future that requires you to get the scepter from my timeline?” She hoped she could get a better understanding of things. She hesitated asking the next question, but did so anyway. “Do.. Do we fix things? I mean between you and me in the future?” She looked up at you with hopeful eyes. “Is Peter happy in the future?” There were so many questions she wanted to ask but wasn’t sure if she would get answers.

Tears formed in your eyes at the mention of Peter. “Shan, uh… Peter… Peter’s part of the reason I need this scepter. But you and I…” You laughed slightly. “Yeah, things get fixed between us. It takes a bit, and it’s not easy, but we work through everything. You find out why I did what I did, and you understand it and forgive us.”

She blanched, shrinking away from what you could possibly mean about needing the scepter because of Peter. What had he done? Was he in trouble, did he get taken or hurt? Her thoughts began to spiral. “I’m glad to hear we fix things. I would have hated it if we hadn’t.” She tried to conceal her emotions from her face.

You smiled past the tears. “No, no, you and I are good. More than good. We’re always there for each other. Through thick and thin,” you assured.

Tears had made trails down her cheeks. “Good. That’s really good.” She bits her lip and looked you in the eyes. “Hey Y/N, did something bad happen to Peter for you to need to come here?” Her voice lowered slightly fearing the worst about what you would say.

You weren’t sure if you should tell her. Sure, this was a different timeline, but you didn’t want to break Shannon’s heart for something that might not even happen in her timeline. This Shannon didn’t deserve to suffer.

“Everything turns out alright. You’ll see,” you assured, nodding. “I wish I could stay,” you said, your voice swelling with tons of emotion. “There are so many things I wish I could change about this moment in time. So many things I wish we could do together, do all over again. Just know that I never meant to hurt you. I love you. I did what I had to and I’m trying to save everyone. But I really have to go.” You looked at her with a pained expression.

She felt every single one of your emotions, the strongest was the heartbreak causing her eyes to water. “You’re right. I shouldn’t keep you from your mission.” She wiped her eyes and gave you a small smile. “Here, just please be careful?” She handed you the scepter but she sounded worried about you. “I know you’ll prove everyone wrong about what they think of you.” And with that she gave you one final hug and moved to the side for you to leave.

You grinned at her, blew her a kiss, and flew out of the window to meet the guys. As soon as you got there though, all three men were beyond upset.

“Shit, the Tesseract,” you remembered. “What are we going to do?” you asked.

Steve and Tony started thinking of other ways to get to the Tesseract. They seemed to concoct a plan where they could get more Pym Particles and get a shot at the Tesseract.

“Where are you two going to go?” you asked, narrowing your gaze.

“Trust me for once, will ya kid?” Tony requested with a smirk.

“You’re not the one who has to face Shannon if I lose you in the past,” you retorted.

“That’s fair,” he assessed with a bob of his head.

“So what are you going to do?” you asked again

“We’ll be alright,” he assured. “See you in a bit. Get that scepter back home, hmm? Don’t go misusing it like last time.” He gave you a teasing look.

You glared at the two of them, but they nodded to you before syncing their watches to some odd time and place. Scott looked as if he was about to have an anxiety attack.

“Scott,” you started, turning to him. “Scott, Scott,” you continued. “Calm down.”

“They… They just left,” he stammered, nearly hyperventilating.

You put your hands on the side of his face. “Hey, hey, listen to me. Focus on my voice,” you soothed. “They know what they’re doing. They won’t ruin the time heist.” You smiled at him and he calmed down. “We’ve gotta get this cepter back to our time,though. We did our part of the mission. Let them do theirs.”

He nodded, listening to you, and you two shot back to the future. You were back on the platform. Everyone was standing there triumphantly. Tony and Steve were there too and you were relieved beyond measure.

“Did we do it?” you breathed, euphoria filling your body before Shannon moved towards the platform.

“Where’s Natasha, Clint?” She walked up the platform and she could tell that something was wrong. “Clint, where is she?!” Her voice was full of emotions.

“She…” He stopped himself. “She didn’t make it.”

“What happened?” She got close and grabbed him by the arms.

“There had to be a sacrifice,” he said numbly, his eyes not quite meeting hers.

Shannon collapsed, hearing what she was dreading that her only other female friend was gone. “No, it can’t be.” She began shaking, her emotions were going haywire and then the lights started to flicker. “Nat, nooooooo,” she cried out.

Bruce walked over to where Shannon was and knelt beside her, holding her and weeping for the one friend he had made who saw him as just a man not a monster. “It’s okay, baby, we’ll get through this.”

You stared down at your best friend, your heart breaking for her, and for Clint, for everyone. The sound of her crying, the look on Clint’s face made you just want to wrap them up and soak up their pain. But you couldn’t, and that killed you.

Tony walked over to the two of them to console them. “Alright, honey, come on,you need to breathe. Your powers are starting to form from the pain.” He got Bruce to get up and give him a hand getting her to stand and she leaned on him as they walked down the platform.

The last thing that the others heard before Shannon was gone was. “We were all she had—-” the rest was gone with her.

Horror and sorrow wrapped around you. Why did someone else have to die for this mission? Hadn’t enough people lost their lives? Tears sprung to your eyes.

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Rhodey, Nebula, and Rocket worked on getting the stones in a safe place while the rest of you went down to the dock. One by one, everyone went down to the dock. First it was Clint, then it was Steve, then you, then before you knew it, most of the Avengers were out there.

Clint explained somewhat of what happened. The soul stone had to be taken by another soul. Someone you loved had to die in order to obtain the stone. He explained that she sacrificed herself despite his best efforts.

Tony solemnly asked, “Do we know if she had family?” “Yeah. Us,” Steve responded firmly. Everyone from the original team was at the dock plus you and Shannon for support. You were near Clint in case he needed a shoulder to lean on. Meanwhile Shannon was sitting on a bench being hugged by her husband, she was pretty quiet, she hadn’t said a word since she was taken to her room. Thor walked over, and demanded, “What?” Tony backed up, a little nervous and defensive. “I just asked him a question–” “Yeah, you're acting like she's dead. Why are we acting like she's dead? We have the stones, right? As long as we have the stones, Cap, we can bring her back, isn't that right?” Thor was beyond angry now. “So stop this shit. We're the Avengers, get it together.” “We can't get her back,” Clint deadpanned. “Wha– what?” Thor stammered. “It can't be undone. It can't.” Thor laughed, but there was no emotion in it. “I'm sorry. No offense, but you're a very earthly being. Okay? We're talking about space magic. And ‘can't’ seems very definitive don't you think?” “Yeah, look, I know that I'm way outside my paygrade here. But she still isn't here, is she?” Clint snapped. “No, that's my point–” “It can't– be undone. Or that's at least what the red floating guy had to say.” At this point, Clint was shouting. “Maybe you wanna go talk to him, okay? Go grab your hammer, and you go fly and you talk to him!” Tears filled his eyes as he said, “It was supposed to be me. She sacrificed her life for that goddamn stone. She bet her life on it.” You slowly walked over to him and rubbed his arms. You two had been through a lot in the last couple of years together. “No, Clint, it shouldn’t have been you, or her. It’s a terrible price that had to be paid.” You wrapped your arms around Clint’s shoulders, resting your head on his left shoulder. He put his hand on your hand and leaned his head against yours. The two of you tried comforting each other. In a burst of anger, Bruce Hulked out and grabbed a bench, hurling it clear across the lake. His anger spent, he turned to the others with a resigned look on his face. Shannon flinched at the sudden change from Bruce to Hulk, but she got up anyway and got the big guy to sit and calm down. “Hey, big guy I know this is tough. It hurts me too but I need you to bring back the other guy okay?” She looked into his big green eyes. “I promise you can come back later and we can lay in the grass so you can feel the baby kick.” His features change and soften noticing how sad she looked. “Okay,” his voice boomed, “be back soon.” Bruce returned and with a look of determination, said, “She's not coming back. We have to make it worth it. We have to.” “We will,” Steve vowed.

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I was tagged by the sweet @moonchildwildheart thanks lovey! I love these kinds of tags they’re so much fun!! ❤️

What was the last thing you read?

My study notes for an essay T-T

Favourite movie?

Moonrise Kingdom!

Favourite book?

It’s been the Goldfinch for a long time but as of recently I’ve fallen in love with Jenny Slate’s Little Weirds

Dream date?

Ouu like a picnic or stargazing of something like that. Laying face down in the mud under a full moon could be romantic if you rlly think about it.

Do you have a crush?

I don’t think there’s been a moment of my waking life that I havnt...

What are your hobbies?

I love to paint! I used do a lot of art but life’s kept me really busy as of recently and I don’t get to do it as much as I’d like :(

What’s your favourite time of day?

Late afternoon/golden hour! Ik it’s corny but it’s so pretty how could you not be in love???

If you could look like anything, what would you look like?

The Celestial Seasonings Sleetime Tea bear. That’s literally all I want for myself.

Are you romantic?

*leans dramatically on a staircase clutching my forehead* yes.

What’s your favourite type of weather?

Warm and lightly breezy. The opposite of whatever hell it is now in Canada...

What do you like talking about?

Movies and music always. I’m obviously a dork about it.

What are your turn ons?

Attentive affection like when someone touches you when they talk to you or eye contact I’m like 👁👄👁

Turn offs?

Rudeness. If someone’s mean or pushy yuck

If you got a tattoo what would it be and where would you get it?

I have a lot of stick and pokes everywhere that are super random lol but if I had to get an official one it’d probably be something floral on my arm?? I’m too indecisive to be a tattoo person :/

Do you have any pets?

I have a stinker of a black cat named Odin and he’s the loveliest boy to ever be

Dream job?

Something in the film industry...still to be determined

Dream place to live?

In the country? I’ve lived in a big city all my life and I’ve always wanted to be somewhere quieter and more serene

Dream vacation?

I don’t really know tbh...I love traveling anywhere so any trip would be a dream!

Do you have any piercings?

My ears and my cartilage. Used to have my septum but rip to her :(

If you had kids, what would you name them?

I really don’t know I always feel like the only person who doesn’t have a list I think...

What are your best traits?

My sense of humour has gotten me through a lot...Something bad will happen and I am forced to laugh in its face. Call it what it is: big goblin energy...Also I cherish my artistic eye aahasksk

Worst traits?

I’m a horribly distracted person lmao which makes me maybe the worlds worst reciever of information... I’ve been called flightly and disinterested because of it :( im also super anxious and i let it get the best of me sometimes...

What’s your worst fear?

Losing the people I love. Not being able to experience certain things.

What do you want to eat right now?

Im always craving brownies. I could eat a brownie rn I would not complain.

What’s your best vacation you’ve ever been on?

I’ve not traveled a ton but I went to London when I was 16 and I loved every minute of it!

Favourite city?

Gotta be biased and say my home Toronto! Even though I complain about it a lot, it’s raised me well!

Favourite social media platform?

Tumblr and twitter for sure! They’re kind of addictive

Favourite article of clothing?

Right now, it’s my black turtleneck. Gotta love a classic turtleneck ammirite?

Do you play any sports?

Bold of you to assume my bones are able to carry my akward ass in any other form besides walking. When I was a kid my parents forced me to play soccer and I literally used to lay in the field and pretend I was too sick to stand. Like during the game. The melodrama has not toned down since.

Favourite meal of the day?

Dinner I guess? It’s got the most yumminess possibility. The yummy levels are over 9000

What are you excited for?

Christmas break! This semester is beating my ass and I can’t wait for it to no longer be

Not excited for?

My finals.

When was the last time you cried?

Last night over the amount of work I had to do LOL

Dream house?

Omg a cabin or like a cottage home!! uGh itd be a dream!! Jus me and the trees

What’s something you hate about the world?

Injustice, prejudice and ignorance. I have no tolerance for it and there seems to be a lot of it. Wish a lot more people would just have less hate in them.

What’s something you love about the world?

It’s beauty!! Even outside of things that make me frustrated or terrified, the world always shows us reasons to love and reasons to live and I gotta remember that!

What scents do you like?

I love spicy “musky” smells lol I wear a unisex perfume cuz I love warmer smelling stuff like vanilla etc..

What kind of sleeper are you?

Not a good one ahahsjssk

Are you a cat or dog person?

Typically, I’m a dog person but I love cats just the same!

How long would you survive in a zombie apocalypse?

Literally like a couple hours I’d see a singular zombie and immediately fart and die from fear 😔✊🏻

Are you trusting?

I think so? But I have a really strong intuition when it comes to people so i give trust where it’s due

What fictional character do you identify with?

Idk this is a hard one I’m never good at picking one for myself lol

What labels do you commonly get?

I get sensitive a lot.. especially when I was little and I used to hate it cuz I used to see the negative in it but I think us sensitive people have got to start using it as a strength! (And maybe people should be less mean also ahshag)

What song would be your life anthem?

This is another hard one but I guess just my fave song: Jimi Hendrix’ Voodoo Chile?

What issues are you dealing with rn?

Erm school and being anxious I guess...schools been stressing me out and it’s hard going to class when you’re just terrified of everything but I’m working on it so 💩

How can someone win you over?

Literally just be nice I am not hard to win over Loool

What’s something about you people don’t know?

I don’t really talk about it a ton but I’m adhd and was diagnosed super late in life so I spent most of my childhood and teens thinking that I was just a spaz who had a lot to think about but my brain was straight up goofing the whole time lmao I’m slowly starting to learn to cope with it but it’s been a tough journey especially being in uni and trying to do adult things. So I’m sending a hug to anyone else who also suffers because it is not an easy ride <3

I’d like to tag (and ik this is a long one so feel free to ingnore me if u don’t want to) @cantbehandled-ever @satans-helper @seven-seas-of-hi @karrotkate @v-i-d-e-n-o-i-r @lazingonsunday @thatflowerpower @eatmyshiftsticky @shes-outta-sight @pvre-mourning @aint-no-denying @dreams-madeof-strawberrylemonade ⭐️✨⭐️✨⭐️✨

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I’m still breathing, Chapter 49

Final chapter! But it’s highly likely I will do a sequel. Shhh.

‘Sophie!’ Loki called, making her jump.

She felt like she had been caught doing something she shouldn’t have been doing. Although, in Loki’s eyes it probably was something she shouldn’t have been doing.

‘Jesus, you scared me.’ She accused while she carried on getting herself dressed.

‘What are you doing?’ He asked, approaching her.

‘I’m doing the hula… What does it look like I’m doing?’ She said cheekily, earning a raised eyebrow from her boyfriend, who was not amused.

‘You shouldn’t be doing this without help. Why are you getting dressed anyway?’ He asked while he started to help her with the dress she was fiddling about with. He zipped it up for her at the back too.

‘I need fresh air, Loki.’ She said. Loki opened his mouth to speak, but she carried on quickly. ‘And not just on the balcony.’

Loki closed his mouth again.

‘It has been five weeks now. I’m going whether you come with me or not!’ She said determinedly, and Loki knew that once Sophie had made up her mind there was no changing it. She was as stubborn as… well… him.

He sighed dramatically but agreed. He helped her with her shoes, then took her hand and they left their quarters. They passed Frigga and Odin on the way outside, they were happy to see Sophie up and about, looking so healthy and happy again.

‘Just say if you get tired, I will take you straight back to bed. Or if it gets too much.’ Loki fussed when they stepped out into the gardens.

‘Loki, I’m fine.’ She giggled and wrapped herself around his arm. ‘But I will tell you, I promise.’ She smiled up at him. ‘I do love you so much, you big protective goof ball of a teddy bear.’

‘That’s quite the nickname, but you forgot a word.’ He smirked down at her.

‘What might that be?’ She raised an eyebrow up at him while they walked through a beautiful array of flower beds.

‘Sex God.’ He winked at her, making her laugh.

After wandering around the gardens for half an hour, Sophie did start to feel a little sore. Well, not sore as such. But a slight ache. It was to be expected though, she had been bed ridden for so long, it would take time.

‘Can we head back in? I’m getting a little tired now.’ She said quietly.

‘Of course, love.’ He smiled and kissed her forehead. ‘Do you want to teleport back, or shall I just carry you so you can still enjoy a little more fresh air before going inside?’

‘Would you mind carrying me?’ She asked innocently, fluttering her eyelashes.

‘Of course not.’ He scooped her up, one arm around her waist and the other under her knees. She draped her arms around his neck and leaned against him.

Sophie really loved the way he could lift her so easily, like she weighed nothing. It did wonders for her self-esteem. Even considering she was almost certain she’d put on more weight because of the lack of exercise, but she had still eaten plenty with Loki’s attentiveness to her. And the food on Asgard was to die for.

They got back to their chambers and Loki helped Sophie get undressed and into something more comfortable again. He had food sent to them, as always, and made sure she ate plenty.

‘I’m going to get so fat if you keep this up.’ She said half-jokingly.

‘Once you’re back in action you will work it off again. Enjoy it while you can.’ He grinned, hand feeding her another grape.

But just when he was about to pop it into her mouth, she suddenly disappeared, falling straight through the bed.

‘Holy shit!’ They both called out in unison.

Loki quickly went to the edge of the bed and looked underneath, to see Sophie lying there looking confused. Yet also incredibly excited when she locked eyes with Loki.

‘Loki?’

‘Sophie?’

She crawled out from under the bed, with Loki’s help, and got back on. Then she looked at her hands and focused, she pushed her hands straight through Loki’s chest and back out again.

‘OHMYGOD! LOKIMYPOWERSAREBACK! HOLYSHIT! YASSS!’ She screeched in excitement, tears formed in her eyes as she bobbed up and down on the bed.

‘This is amazing, darling!’ Loki beamed happily.

‘How is this possible?’ She gasped, trying again and phasing her hand through the pillow repeatedly. God, she’d missed it so much.

‘It must be to do with the immortality from the apple. It has revived you, perhaps that means your genes as well.’ Loki said after pausing for a moment to think it through.

‘Wow. This is… amazing.’ She laughed and launched herself at Loki, hugging him tightly.

‘I’m so happy for you, darling.’ He whispered, kissing her cheek.

2 Months later

Clint saw Loki and Sophie heading out on the horse. He gave them a wave and Loki a sneaky wink as he mouthed good luck! But he knew that the mischievous god didn’t need luck. There was no way Sophie would say no…

Loki was impressed with Sophie controlling Rökkvi. He just enjoyed the ride, arms securely around her waist as she leaned happily back against him.

‘So, where are we going?’ Sophie asked. She had been slightly surprised when he mentioned about going out for a picnic. Even though she was practically back to normal in regards to her health, he was still being careful with her.

‘You should know, you are controlling the horse.’ Loki teased.

‘Loki! You’re the one who suggested this. I don’t know where we’re going.’ She laughed.

‘Alright, alright. Let me take over.’ He ran his hands down her arms and twisted his fingers around hers, taking the reins.

Sophie knew partly where they were going as they rode through the mountains, it seemed they were going towards the waterfall. But she didn’t say anything while they rode. Just enjoyed the view. As she knew they would no doubt be heading back to Earth soon, now she was getting better. She would have to start training again, get used to using her phasing. She couldn’t wait to get stuck in again.

They soon arrived at the waterfall, just like Sophie suspected.

The two dismounted and got comfortable on the picnic blanket just next to the water’s edge. The sound of the waterfall was a nice background noise while they enjoyed their food and talked away happily.

Sophie lay down with her head on his lap, enjoying the way his fingers lightly traced patterns across her face and down her arms every so often. With light tingles of his Seidr seeping into her skin. She just really enjoyed his touch in general, and he knew it.

After relaxing for a few hours, Loki suddenly shifted.  

Sophie groaned as she sat up, she had been comfortable. She sat crossed legged while Loki fumbled around inside of his armour coat.

Sophie was clueless to what Loki was doing, but when he moved on front of her on the picnic rug and knelt on one knee, her suspicions rose greatly but she tried to keep calm...

Loki reached into his pocket and pulled out a small box, then he opened it and held it out towards her, revealing the most beautiful gold ring with an emerald jewel.

Sophie’s eyes widened, her heart started racing as she looked at him. He had the sincerest look in his eyes that melted her heart entirely.

‘My darling, Sophie. Since the first stab, I’ve been yours.’ Sophie giggled at that, but covered her mouth with her hands in complete surprise and shock. ‘I love you, more than anything in all the nine realms, my sweetheart. I promise to protect and love you, forever…

Will you marry me?’

Tears were already streaming down her cheeks. ‘Of course! Yes! Yes! Yes!’ She laughed excitedly and leapt on him, making him laugh as he fell backwards with her on top of him.

She kissed all over his face, then finished on his lips.

‘I love you, Loki. I would love nothing more than to marry you!’ She couldn’t stop smiling, and neither could Loki.

The couple sat up, Sophie on his lap. He picked up her hand and slid the ring onto her finger. It was a perfect fit.

‘It’s beautiful, Loki.’ She gasped.

‘Not as beautiful as you are, love. My fiancé.’ He grinned.